ABC's of Me

Accent: *Actually none when I talk normally, my English teacher once said this would make me a good public speaker. However a definate New York accent when I get excited or angry.

Booze * only Beer on occassions. My favorite is Amber Bock Draft or Sam Adams bottle

Chore I Hate: *Dusting

Dog or Cat: *Dog and prefer the smaller breeds

Essential Electronics: *Cell phone and home computer

Favorite Cologne: *Avon's Haiku

Gold or Silver: *Silver

Hometown: *Pleasantville, NY

Insomnia: *almost never

Job Title: *Food Service Manager

Kids: *One Son who will be 15 in June

Living Arrangements: *Three bedroom apartment with my partner K, her DDs every other week, and our dog, Brandy

Most Admirable Traits: *Trustworthy and a good sense of humor

Number of Sexual Partners: *4
{only one woman 8-) }

Overnight Hospital Stays: *4. Two when I was a child for a tonsilectomy and an appendectomy. One for the birth of my son and one for complications of a colonoscopy

Phobias: *Heights, (Spiders but only if they are indoors) and the fear of dying but not fear of death.

Quote: "This above all to thine own self be true..."

Religion: *Pagan

Siblings: *One sister 3 years younger and One brother 5 years younger

Time I Wake Up: *Usually wake up sometime around 6 AM, what time I get out of bed varies. *grin

Unusual Talent or Skill: *I can curl my upper lip like Elvis

Vegetable I Love: *Sweet Potato

Worst Habit: Not finishing my drink and leaving half empty glasses all over the house.

X-Rays: *Lower GI tract, Back when I went to the Chiropracter, Mammograms and a base line Chest X-ray

Yummy Foods I Make: *Pasta Primavera, Sweet and Sour Meatballs, Chicken Pot Pie, off the top of my head. I have been told I am a pretty good cook all around.

Zodiac Sign: *Aquarius

The Importance of Sex...

Dutch Treat

Pressure building

Wetness seeps
between the cracks

Nature's primal force
seeking, wanting, needing,
a release

Drip
p
i
n
g

Damn!

Someone, Someone
Stick a finger in the dyke
to stem the flow

Ahh -
Saved.

*Caly D 2006*

LOL Thats what happens when my hormones are raging at the other end of the spectrum and we are staying at my partner's parents house for the weekend .. Hehehe
Certainly not something that I will ever publish or even post at the LL board (It would be a ToS violation), But I did want to save it and share it here, because its a part of me, and kind of fun if I do say so myself. My poetry are my emotions put into words, what ever those feelings may be at the time.

At the LL this week we also happen to be talking about the importance of sex in a relationship. Now when I was married and with the wrong person, I would have rated it a zero. I could have cared less if it ever happened. But now with K, I am just amazed at how my body and my mind crave it, just because she walks in a room.

I do still think though that intimacy and other aspects of sharing and being together are just as important and that intimacy and sex are different things. That is why on a scale I would rank it lower but as you can see from the poem, it is certainly something I value. ROFL

Dont fence me in..

Each and every day I realize more and more how unique I am and how important that is to me. Its not only OK to be outside the box, its very liberating! Hehe
My latest revelation about my uniqueness came with my most recent purchase. A cowboy hat of sorts, for the beach on our vacation. Its white and its straw and its one of those crushable types. It also has a few sparkles on it and I purchased it in a fancy little girls department at a store called Loubie Loo. LOL You see I have a very small head. Size 6 5/8 to be exact and since every adult hat generally only comes in a size 7 or larger I am at a big disadvantage. To give you an idea how small my head is, the other day I astonished K by trying on a 5T baby hat that Fit!
Anyway, what this lead me too, more then the uniqueness of my head size was that I as a Butch (if I was going to be labeled) was totally comfortable wearing a little girls sun hat. *grin I don't exactly fit the sterotype of a Butch I realized but I know now that its OK. I definately have my Butch traits and there are some things I wont ever do. (Like wear a dress or pantyhose EVER again) but I can still be comfortable in my skin and be afraid of spiders or ask directions when I am lost and still call myself butch if I choose.

We love to put things in little boxes, it makes our life so much easier doesnt it? But living outside the box and letting Life be outside the box is much much more Fun!