From the middle of an ldr, let me tell you - it is not easy. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Frown]" src="images/icons/frown.gif" />

He was here, had to go home, and I keep having visions of kitchen faucets. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" />

<small>[ July 13, 2002, 07:58 PM: Message edited by: cinderella ]</small>

You all know I have a sense of humor and an imagination.

And both of them are warped. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" />

Tonight I was at church - during VBS. I was using a pump to blow up those long skinny balloons to make animals of on Wednesday night - while wearing a borrowed clown suit and a my own purple wig. Here I am, blowing these balloons up when I nearly died laughing.

The pump was going "uh, uh, uh" <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> and these LONG latex things were growing bigger with every pump. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> Only I would have come up with the idea that this was funny - sort of like b.u.d. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> If you know what I mean. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" />

First faucets. Now balloons. I think I'm oversexed. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Embarrassed]" src="images/icons/blush.gif" />

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by cinderella:
<strong>You all know I have a sense of humor and an imagination.

And both of them are warped. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" />

Tonight I was at church - during VBS. I was using a pump to blow up those long skinny balloons to make animals of on Wednesday night - while wearing a borrowed clown suit and a my own purple wig. Here I am, blowing these balloons up when I nearly died laughing.

The pump was going "uh, uh, uh" <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> and these LONG latex things were growing bigger with every pump. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> Only I would have come up with the idea that this was funny - sort of like b.u.d. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> If you know what I mean. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" />

First faucets. Now balloons. I think I'm oversexed. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Embarrassed]" src="images/icons/blush.gif" /> </strong></font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">I'll never look at those balloons the same way again. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

Sing - I must be sick or something. As we share some common background, you can imagine how weird it was that this should hit me while sitting in an office at church. I wonder why lightning didn't strike me dead on the spot. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

The grunting, groaning pump and the inflating latex was just too much for me. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

Wow ... What a very popular post. I know it has been a week since anyone posted on it, but I just now found it and decided I just had to post a response!

If nothing else, it helps me to know that so many others out there were cut off long before finding out what was going on, since the same happened to me.

Except for a single unfulfilling encounter with a guy I knew from a class I had taken (who turned out to be something of a wacko) ... that was early spring ... right before Easter ... in 2000... before that, I THINK last time was something like ... ummmm ... this is really difficult - I'm really stretching my memory here... I remember planning to try to make our vacation to California somewhat memorable - that was in March of 1997 - but it didn't work out because I was so jet-lagged and sick ... and that it had been at least a few MONTHS BEFORE that ...

Damn. Works out to about 2030 days (give or take a few weeks) ... ACK!

Oh, and I am only just divorced: May 2, 2002...

I think I'm depressed now! LOL!

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by cinderella:
<strong>Sing - I must be sick or something. As we share some common background, you can imagine how weird it was that this should hit me while sitting in an office at church. I wonder why lightning didn't strike me dead on the spot. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

The grunting, groaning pump and the inflating latex was just too much for me. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" /> </strong></font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">JE,
knowing our common background I am suprised that lightining didn't strike or Granny Gleaves (wasn't that her name) didn't come & write you up or something <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

<img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" />

And, after the faucet observation and the balloon experienc, I have one more confession.

One of the questions I must ask claimants is 'what is the minimum salary you expect on your next job?' to which the answer is often quoted in thousands of dollars per year such as '$50,000/year'. The short way to type this is $50K/Y. So, every time someone quotes their anticipated salary in $thousands/yr, guess what I think of!!

<img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" /> Let me think <img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" />
Well Hey gang I'm back it has been awhile. (get your mind out of the gutter) since I have been posting!!!!

Well let me be honest it has been a month and a half.. It was good while I had it and now it is gone.. Hey Bill you can make that into a country song can't ya now onced.....
But my dog didn't die.. J/K
<img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />
I can't believe I posted this. Oh well what the heck.. Hey you never know I might get lucky. Some poor ole guy with two front teeth missing and a black cap might feel bad for me or something.. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

Ok bad J bad J.....That's enough!!!

<small>[ August 01, 2002, 09:18 PM: Message edited by: JJ71197 ]</small>

Captain Log:

Sex Date: 355.00 as we approach the 1 year mark, I have a weird feeling in my left foot. Nevermind, I was sitting on my foot and it was asleep.

The Princess has totally lost it, her mind is wondering, she went from talking about sex to JELLY.

JJ has suggested a song, maybe for the 1 year date. Let's see a good country song has to say something about rain, getting drunk, trucks, momma, and prison now somehow I will have to sneak in LACK OF SEX....

What can I say? I'm honest as the day is long.

Well, it has been approximately 5 months. You know what, I don't mess it one bit. I find myself reading some sexy romance novels, and that seems to fit the bill enough for now. But you know what, you could always go Solo. I never have, probably won't, just not my thing. But for some, that is better than nothing I guess.

To think about the little guy rising. I was oiling and polishing a bedpost. The 3 largest posts look like a hardened little guy that was circumsized. Well, the polishing was real sensual, in my mind, and recalling the little guy growing, and really getting hard. But now I don't have the little guy to play with, so I read books. Hoping One day to have another little guy to play with, but if God decides that is not to be, so be it.

Hey Bill,
<img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />
I'll be a co-song writer.
We'll have sing about expierence...
I'm sure that won't be a prob. Still no ole guy willing to help me out. Oh well wouldn't be the first time.... <img border="0" title="" alt="[Razz]" src="images/icons/tongue.gif" />

This is remarkable; as remarkable as my 6mo. forearm remodeling session. By the way the alternating technique just might be handy after all. At this point if I think about it, I start developing "mad Bull disease". I would love to have sex but much rather mend and re-discover my love and then.. let it rip. I hope.

hormonaly imbalanced in San Juan

Happy anniversary to me....

Happy anniversary to me....

I was out of town yesterday and my 1 year anniversay came and went. In my wildest dreams I waould of never thought of going 1 year without sex. I'm quite proud of myself for resisting temptation in waiting for the right thing to come along. BUT, on the otherhand, if that right thing doesn't come along soon, I think I'm going to EXPLODE.......

Bill

This is something that'll make you all who haven't had sex in awhile, while your X or soon to be has for the past god knows how many mos./yrs... My X told me that the sex (extramarital) was "over-rated". I'd like to think that statement meant that once they had done it once or twice, it was just like the old h.s. days, where it was a point they were trying to make, instead of the real thing.

And when we tried to reconcile, the sex was great.

So, I'd like to close thinking that no matter where they are now (the one's who hurt us), their sex life is pretty insignificant and boring.

Because (drum roll please) ... the excitement of being on the sly is out in the open ... now that the spouse/lover knows the truth! Gosh. Why do I feel better now?