Month: December 2008

  • Be careful what you wish for …

    No, I haven’t been around much lately, but I’ve been more than a little preoccupied with real life. Ugh.

    The big news: I have been pseudo-promoted! LOL, allow me to explain.

    I have been moved into a higher-profile management role, but haven’t received a pay increase (yet). I don’t blame them, given the current economic and company situation. After all the layoffs, I’m just grateful I not only have a job, but was able to take a giant step forward in my career.

    What I didn’t fully account for, however, is the massive amount of work behind it. Not only am I keeping up with my previous responsibilities and doing my part in overseeing an entire site, but I am training three people at the same time.

    Since my “managing” hat consumes my normal day hours, I have been staying later to get my own tasks done. Work has followed me home every night for two weeks, too. I am overwhelmed most of the time, but I finally feel like I’m doing something worthwhile.

    It’s an adjustment period for all of us, and my struggle is only a piece in the bigger picture. But I’m in it ’til the end … 

  • How to bed your woman (a jolly old re-post)

    my friend has a friend (seriously) who needs advice.

    he wants to know how to get his wife to have sex with him.

    sounds like a no-brainer, right? wrong.

    women are an enigma, and i’m afraid that no man will ever fully figure us out.

    (some have come close, though …)

    with that said, we’re willing to throw you a bone every now and then … because really, we want to be satisfied just as much as you do.

    guys, you need to:

    1. take charge. don’t beat around the bush when it comes to sex. if you want it, make your presence known. lead us, hold us, push us on the bed … when done correctly — and safely — it’s a fabulous turn-on! which leads us to …

    2. take the initiative! simply stated, subtlety doesn’t work. believe me, we ALWAYS know when you want it — we just want to see you work for it. just because you sleep “right next door” doesn’t mean she’ll automatically give you a cup of her sugar. show her you want it, and she’ll most likely do the “neighborly” thing.

    3. surprise her! sometimes, there is nothing better than a sexual ambush. we love passionate kisses in the hallway, surprise neck nuzzles while cooking dinner and laundry folding liaisons. caress her arm as you pass or simply draw her close for a slow dance in the living room. these small sensual acts typically have big payoffs. seriously, try it.  

    4. romance her. every woman wants to be reminded you desire her. go out for dinner, buy her favorite flower, leave some love notes around the house and yes — talk about her feelings. you’ve gotta work some to get some!

    5. respect her. i’m sure it’s hard to believe, but sometimes, she just won’t want to have sex, no matter what you do. let her have her “i feel fat/tired/headachy” day. she’ll remember the effort you put in and most likely repay you (and then some) as soon as she’s up to it. 


    6. keep it spicy! missionary is lame and sideways is tame. fill your “bag of tricks” with a variety of things to choose from. (this goes back to the idea of surprising us) think about it: you don’t eat or wear the same thing every day, so don’t have sex the same way every day, either!  

    once the passion is a flowin’, you’ll be sure to get her goin’!

    good luck, sirs, and Godspeed. 

    *as always, recommendations are welcome.

    NOTE: This is a re-post. You can find the original post here. ALSO, the follow-up post — how to satisfy your man — can be found here.

  • Dog days of Winter.

    When I read cre13 was hosting the “For the Dogs” photo contest, I couldn’t NOT enter.

    My dog Riley left us four months ago. In fact, it’s taken just about that long to not break down at the mere mention of her. No, she didn’t die or anything too dramatic … she’s just with a different family now. For those of you who have been reading my blog for awhile know the struggles our family went through with this most precious animal. If you’re new to my site, get caught up on the basics here.

    She was the best, yet most difficult thing I’ve ever had to deal with. Riley, I love you.

  • What am I? #10 (WINNER!!)

    Repetition is my game,
    Over and over we go.
    If I had a mate, we’d be the same,
    But they wouldn’t be my bow.

    What am I?
    Additional clues: I get pushed around a lot.
    I won’t break (knock on wood). Still, handle with care.

    Guess it right and win a prize!

    Spread the game around—recommend to your friends!

    RULE: one guess per comment, please …


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  • Attack of the killer trapper keeper.

    My dad called the other day. He recently got a “new-fangled” Blackberry for work and needed help setting it up. “It’s got so many different functions! 25 years ago, we never worried about missed calls, voice mails or text messages … it’s hard to keep up with it all! Technology is going to take over our lives.“

    Well, dad, it’s supposed to help you keep up with life.

    Take my iPhone, for example. This baby is cutting edge. I can surf the internet, keep up with email and stock reports, view the weather or a street in New York, all with the touch of a finger. I can head over to the app store in iTunes and download just about anything my life requires. It’s practically a full computer and life organizer. In. Your. Pocket. Continue reading →

  • Mystery Blogger, Part Deux. (UPDATED)

    Carrying on in the grand tradition of mystery blog posters—one that dates back to, well, last week—I present this totally mysterious slice of blogging greatness.

    Who it is is anyone’s guess. In fact, it’s so secretive, even I don’t know who it is! Help me figure this one out, will ya? Leave your thoughts as to who, and why …

    And in the words of BigShow: I promise that one of them is the mystery blogger. ooooooh.

    You’re beautiful, everything I’ve ever wanted. You light up with my touch and have stayed faithful for almost two years. We have traveled the world together—your company was the best, and our times together, amazing. The qualities you posses have surpassed any other I have known. I mean, sure, you have yore shortcomings, but I’ve always been willing to accept them.

    Until now.

    I know it sounds harsh, but I just can’t do it anymore. I feel trapped. You demand more than I can handle right now. Don’t get me wrong, I love you, but I simply can’t be with you anymore.

    If you’re afraid I’m making a rash and sudden decision, I’m not. I’ve thought about this for hours, trying to convince myself that I’m wrong. In a different time and place, and under the proper circumstances, we could make this work. For now, I’m just not able to support myself AND you. Honey, you’re just too expensive!

    I promise you’ll find someone else. In fact, I think I’ve found someone that would be perfect for you. It’s the least I could do, after all. Strange, right? Even stranger: he’s coming by tomorrow at 11 to pick you up. I’ll admit it, I’m a cheap jerk, but he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse: a whopping $450 for you! It’s better than you lying around the house doing nothing, right?

    Now go, enjoy your new man. He may not love you as much as I have, but at least you can leave, knowing I did my best.

    To my beautiful iPhone 3G, I will miss you so much.

    It’s not you, my love. It’s me.

    Now, YOU choose the mystery blogger:
     

    *UPDATE*
    It’s official, I suck. I had a fabulous annoucement post for last Thursday, and it looks like it didn’t go up. Totally my bad for not double-checking! (Thanks to Quell for telling me … that’s good looking out right there!)

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  • I lost my wedding ring!

    I have always believed that a ring is not required in order to get married. It’s important to have a marriage based on love, trust, passion and respect, not material things. The beautiful symbol is just the cherry on top of the love cake.

    My wedding set isn’t actually the one he proposed with. The first one was a simple beauty … a classic yellow gold solitaire. In fact, it was the same one his father used to propose to his mother over 20 years ago. No, it was never what I pictured for myself, but it was everything I wanted (because of the man and the memories attached to it, not to mention its SPARKLE!).

    Flash forward a few months. My mother was cleaning out her jewelry box, and ran across my great-grandmother’s antique wedding set. Nearing 100 years old, the platinum bands and baguette diamonds neared perfection. She immediately offered it to me and husband, but I was torn—it felt like I would be disrespecting his family if I took it.

    Ladies, here’s how you know you’re marrying into a great family: they not only okay, but insist that you merge their family’s beautiful stone with your family’s ring.

    Thus, our two families became one in more ways than one that day … helloooo, second ring!

    So you’d think I’d never take it off, right?

    Wrong.

  • What am I? #9 (WINNER!)

    I take it in, then let it go,
    Talk about an ebb and flow.
    There’s more to me than what you see,
    Any guesses? Do you know?

    What am I?

    Additional clues:     The audition shouldn’t make you nervous.
    I keep you grounded.
    I’m not shallow—although I look like I could be.

    *I’m gonna have to do an explanation on this one after it’s guessed …*

    Guess it right and win a prize!

    Spread the game around—recommend to your friends!

    RULE: one guess per comment, please …


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  • What am I? #8 (WINNER)

    I’m big, but not huge,
    I’m long, but not tall.
    I grow when it’s needed,
    Otherwise, I stay fairly small.

    What am I?

    Clue: Can get rusty and dusty …

    Guess it right and win a prize!

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  • What am I? #7 (WINNER)

    Come to me, now go away …
    Twist, bend and turn.
    Not much more that I can say …
    Rip, quiver and burn.

    What am I?

     

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