Back in “Vacation” Business.
Sep 16, 2009 Current Events, Etc., Out with the Old Wicked in with the New Wicked, P.O.E. Biz, Random
Hey all! Just a quick note to let you know that I have officially gotten my not-work-because-I-don’t-work-there-anymore laptop fixed. WOO. WOOOOOOOOOOO!
I have so much stuff to write about and simply not enough time today to write it.
Instead, I have some questions for you. Wannahearit? Hereitgoes.
What is the biggest turn off when in negotiations with a sales person?
List your 3 top vacation spots, and please tell me what you would do when you were there and WHY you picked them.
How big is travel and vacation of a priority to you? Do you make it a priority?
Tomorrow I will share mine with you. Below are some pics from where my number 1 spot is. Beautiful, huh?
I look forward to getting back into the swing of things in the next few days. Until then, picture your dream vacation … I know I am going to be doing the same thing … as well as enjoying reading what yours are!
Tags: Bora Bora, dream, laptop, ocean, priorities, travel, vacation
Shedding (Las Vegas) Skin
Jul 12, 2009 Current Events, Etc., Friendship, Masturbate-able, Random, Sex, The Tarably Wicked Show, Thoughts and Perceptions, Wicked Wisdoms, love
HaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaappyMotherfuckingMonday.
This last weekend, I made it to Vegas by the hair on my ass and the skin on my vagina. We scrimped and scrounged to get to this place that I have regularly referred to as my favoritefuckingplaceinthehistoryofplaces.
Vegas. Viva Las … What Happens in … Fear and Loathing in … Vegas.
I remembered why it was my favorite places in the history of places as soon as I stepped foot off of the plane and into the desert oven. The sounds of the slot machines in the airport made my anticipation grow more and more intense as we waited for the last of the group to arrive.
We waited for-ever for a cab. We waited even longer to check-in. Why? UFC Championship weekend. Notice my amusement.
When we checked in to the hotel, I was rudely informed when I asked for our rooms to be placed close together, that I was the latter part of 1800 check-ins for the day and to not hold my breath.
(Insert angry face)
Don’t get me started on the customer service of this establishment. I don’t want to get angry all over again. I will tell you that I will never stay at the Luxor again. Ever.
Over all, I had a kick ass time. We drank and ate and saw a free, badly choreographed topless show. The host was fucking wasted, and she sang terribly. But, it was 16 titties under spotlights with glittery fucking costumes. Good to go.
Thumbs Up’s:
When Tori chest bumped some strange douchebag on the strip.
When the guy that Tara did NOT fake number, got arrested less than a minute after we walked away.
Singing loudly with my lady friends.
Vacation sex.
All day buffet.
Poolside.
Tara’s football stance over the random red panties.
The male obsession with Kanisha’s freakishly long tongue. And how she was charging $5 to show it.
How great of a trooper D was with all of us loud bitches.
Meeting Heather and Alexa.
Saturday morning brunch, LOL’s
VULVA The Musical.
The 3 drunk asian broads who were sloppily dancing all over the bar… and the one whos titties kept falling out of her dress.
Great pictures.
Large fruity drinks.
I *heart* you.
Uhm. Vacation SEX.
Thumb’s Down’s:
Unexpected turbulence.
Indoor smoking. ALL WEEKEND.
Messy hotel rooms.
Horrible Luxor customer service.
Alcohol induced emotional highs and lows with friends.
The zoo of UFC drunken fans.
Standing in lines.
Tori getting sick.
Coyote Ugly.
Sore feet.
Disrespectful boys.
When I was walking back from Coyote Ugly on Saturday night, I started to think about how each person who was walking next to me, heels in hand. We were all hot, irritated and disappointed in the fact that we were all dolled, and couldn’t find a place that wasn’t packed to the max to just dance and feel as pretty as we looked.
I was so disappointed and sad. I wasn’t having fun. The whole point of the trip was to have a great time … and at that point I felt defeated.
When we got back to our rooms and changed into flip flops and casual attire, we got a table at the bar in the casino. They had a live band that was really fucking great. I looked at Kanisha and I said “This is all I really wanted.” and she responded with: “I think we were all looking too hard for something that was right here all along.”
I *heart* you Kanisha. Like infinity hearts beating simultaneously while we dance.
I realized then, and as I sat on the plane home that, I have … grown out of Vegas. And I am okay with that. It didn’t leave me with the magical buzz like it had done before. I was annoyed, not worryless.
The luster has been lost for me. My idea of vacation is not packed with people who dont pay attention to their surroundings. It doesn’t consist of random, overly drunk pukers receiving wheelchair service because they cant walk back to their rooms.
I could have stripped the strip out of this vacation and filled the hole with any other location in the world … and every single person that was present for this trip would have made it what I hoped for it to have been: Full of laughter, warmth, kisses and hugs, pretty ladies … and my D sitting back watching over our loud asses.
A big thanks to each of you who made it out to celebrate with D and I. We hope that you all enjoyed yourselves as much as we enjoyed having you there to laugh with.
What is your favorite place in the history of places?
Have you ever taken a trip that turned out not as good as you hoped?
If you could pick anywhere in the world to go on vacation… where would you go?
Tags: coyote ugly, friends, las vegas, luxor, vacation
mykidsandDneedtocomehometheend.
Jun 16, 2009 All Things Charli, All Things X, Family, Friendship, Parenting, Random, Relationships, This Thing Called Marriage., Thoughts and Perceptions
I have had enough of this kidsDbeinggonebullshit. When I was driving home today I was all sappy-like, planning to blog about how my feeling all funky and cranky and weird wasn’t PMS … it was that I felt lost … or empty without them here.
For the first few days I was elated to be alone with my thoughts … free to do whatever I felt like doing whenever I felt like doing it. Annnnnnnnnnnnd… Tara was all up in my business to keep me busy the whole time. I wonder if she knew that she was doing it. Keeping my mind off of the fact that I inevitably was going to miss the shit out of my kids.
Inevitably happened. Now I miss them and even though I have little things that make me happy for like 5-10 minute incriments (my VEGAS SHOES CAME and WE GOT A NEW PLACE TO LIVE THAT IS COOLER THAN THIS STUPID PLACE and I LOST 10 POUNDS and BOUGHT 2 DRESSES) … they aren’t back to back incriments … so I am on this stupid ride of highs and lows like that one swing ride at the fair. (except that swing is my favorite ride other than the ferris wheel at the fair so it isnt a fair metaphor. boo)
(Someone insert a high/low ride quick before I cry again.)
I am not the only one freaking out. Jackson (kitty face) is pacing the house, looking for any sign of someone other than me. He is entangling himself through my feet, tripping me where ever I go through the house. And then today, he was waiting for the door to open and he ran outside and wouldnt come back in.
Kitty face hates me.
Wanna know who else is freaking out? Miss MyLibido Masturbates-alot.
I tried to think about doing the sex with D all dirty spank me like. (DENIED)
I tried to watch my favorite gangbang porn. (No dice)
I tried to do it while D was talking to me really quick so he didnt notice. (R is for REJECTED.)
Bottom Line: I am pathetic. P – AH – THEH – TIC without my family.
The chaos.
The noise.
The Charli climbing all over me like a jungle gym.
The Xavier’s smart ass mouth. (ooooh he is in trouble when he gets home I will blog about it tomorrow and even though he is I still miss the shit out of him)
The D … everything. (sadface)
Soooo I am a big fat mess of missmykidsandD. I can’t focus and I keep crying so be nice to me or I might end up a puddle of patheticness right at your feet.
Tell me a joke to cheer me up.
Or an inspirational quote.
Or a new pick-up line for Miss MyLibido Masturbates-alot
Or a new porn movie/mag to check out.
AllByMyselfania: Day 1
Jun 12, 2009 Etc., Fitness Forward, Friday Eye Candy, Masturbate-able, Plunges, Random, The Tarably Wicked Show, This Thing Called Marriage., Thoughts and Perceptions
(As David sweetly titled it this morning)
Yesterday didn’t count really as actual vacation. It was the “Travel Day” of the vacation, and last night I checked into the “hotel” and got settled.
It is nice to have my house to myself. I layed in bed naked and walked around naked and watched TV naked and talked to Tarable naked and slept under D’s blanket (shutup) naked. I like being naked. This picture is how I feel when I am naked in bed. (heart)
The rush of the day left my house a sty when I got home from school. I rocked the final, and decided to do a little bit of celebrating with a couple of glasses of wine. Yeah, it is cheating but I don’t feel guilty. I have successfully changed my diet and am sticking to healthy eating… going on to week 3 with little slips and a lot of successes. The one thing I did notice about drinking while SB’ing… you get drunk way faster than normal due to zero carbs in your system.
I am not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing. Today I say it is not a good thing. My stomach is demanding bread and I am fighting the urge to not give in. I know it would make me feel better.
Its cool, I deserve it.
Today I am gonna do something different and journal it. I am not quite sure what yet, but I am gonna try to do something different every day on my mini vacation, journal it and then blog about it for you! (Thanks Sunshine!)
So far, on the agenda:
*Finish work (I HAD to come in for a couple of hours)
*Run a couple of errands and pay bills
*Gym
*Pedicure/Manicure
*Tanning
*TAKE A NAP (naked)
*Masturbate
*Not rush anywhere OR do anything I dont want to OR feel pressured to do something that I dont want to do.
*Cook something new.
*Read a book. Or at least start one.
*Spend some time alone at home.
*Stop at a couple of garage sales.
Happy Friday, Friends! From this Friday on, I will have Friday eye candy.
This Friday’s eye candy is Tyrese. I dont give a damn if chocolate is your favorite … you cannot deny those abs. Yum!
What new thing should I try this weekend?
Do you have a SB friendly recipe suggestion?
Open Letter Friday is part of today’s blog… but I don’t have one to share today. That doesn’t mean that you can’t. Do you need to tell someone about themselves and cant? Do it here so you can fully enjoy your weekend.
Tags: candy, eye, journal, naked, open letter, tyrese gibson, vacation
