There’s a spike in my desire to post and take pics.
I could say it’s entirely due to sending the letter or I could say a month of working out, being sober, eating right, working hard, and some really nice sex with a really nice man have also contributed.
I have gained a little weight over the last year. I can feel it in the every-so-slight tightness in some of my panties and the deepening crease in my sides. I have nothing but aging to blame for this seeing as everything else in my life has remained the same.
I can melt down and hate myself for the change. I can attack the issue with tighter eating and increased exercise and whittle it all away. Or I can relax into it think about how I feel in my skin.
The truth is, I feel surprisingly at peace with myself despite my new plumpness. The only reason I might want to move forward with an eye on slimming down is because I don’t want to have buy a new wardrobe. It’s a practical thing, not a self-loathing, must-be-thinner thing.
Twenty-five year-old Hyacinth would be hysterical. I remember when I hit 158 pounds after college and during my first desk job. I wanted to slice the fat off my body with razors. I don’t know how much I weigh now, but it’s not 158, I can tell you that. And that’s ok.
I have learned to look beyond the number and into my heart, my character, for self-worth. It’s a 20 year-old tragedy that it was ever tied to a number in the first place.
First Boobday from my phone since my internet is down and I don’t want to wait till I get to a coffee shop. It’s funny how itchy I feel with no internet in the house.
It means no music, no tv, no writing while plugged into the world. It’s kind of nice, really. Too bad I actually need it to do some work!
So I apologize if the formatting is weird at first. I’ll fix it later once I’m on my laptop.
1) either submit a pic to me via email (email@example.com) OR
2) submit a link below to your own blog post for Boobday.
Also, just as a reminder:
If you send me a pic, be sure to tell me if you want to be anonymous or not and what your pseudonym is (if you have one or I gave you one)
Tell me why you chose the photo you sent
And don’t forget to comment on everyone’s posts! This is all about spreading the love!
NOT my tits:
“If you got them, flaunt them”!
“Yes, this is my boob…well, actually, a chocolate mold of my boob.(see the nipple hiding under the flower petal) My creative hubby made a plaster mold of my boobs which he has used as a jello mold and a chocolate mold. I wonder what will be next?!”
“I like this picture because I made it outside a ruin and it’s a nice picture of my boobs. Proud”
Post shower, wasting time. Not wanting to go to work.
Busy week and I think I’m closer to pulling the trigger on going to Eroticon! If anyone wants to help me out, I’d be forever grateful. Click here if you’ve got any spare change and want to do your good deed for the year. I’m so close to hitting my goal!
Got some interesting things to write about/share in the coming days and I’m feeling the energy to actually write it all up, so cross your fingers!
I really and truly have so much respect for parents of more than one kid and endless awe for anyone who’s doing it alone.
I’ve been alone with my sister’s 3 small children (plus my own who’s the oldest) since Tuesday afternoon and I feel like a twisted rag. Small hands tugging on me, constant demands for this or that, spats about literally everything imaginable, tears, whacks, pouts, giggles, hugs, smiles, you name it and it’s happened here in the past 72 hours.
I wouldn’t call this fun, but I haven’t been this happy in months. I’m with people who love me and when I think about it I well up with tears. My sister has given me thousands of dollars over the course of the year because she makes more than she needs and she knows I need it. My brother-in-law wants me to move in with them. The kids think I walk on water.
My sister and her husband come home tomorrow, but I almost don’t want them to. It’s been so nice being surrounded by the chaos and the love, like a force field against the world.
It’s also been fun texting with the 21 yo soldier I sat next to flying into SFO…
Happy Friday, y’all!! In case you missed it, my dear friend Molly has released the Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2016 List!! Go check it out and spread the love! I can’t wait to read and meet all the new people!!
Hope you guys have a brilliant first weekend of December!!
Sorry for the late posting! There was literally no way in hell I could have gotten it up unless I’d written it 2 weeks ago! This week has been balls to the wall; I’ve barely even slept!
Anyway, I hope all my fellow Americans had a lovely Thanksgiving Day and many thanks to everyone for being so wonderful to me throughout the last few months. I’m beginning to feel more like Hy and this blog is becoming more and more attractive to me.
One of two ways to participate: 1) either submit a pic to me via email (firstname.lastname@example.org) OR 2) submit a link below to your own blog post for Boobday. And don’t forget to comment on everyone’s posts! This is all about spreading the love!
NOT my tits:
bra on or off?!?
My birthday is Monday. Been distracted. Forgot tomorrow was boob day. Just took this pic at work for ya.
It’s getting colder over here! :)
“Birthday flowers! And me, letting my body be for once in images without supporting garments or rope, because it’s done so much for me, and I am working on truly loving it.”