Aug 30, 2009

24 Hours in Happyland

Happyland is my new name for Maryland. We had a “honeymoon lite” this weekend, just 24 hours and it was most decidedly not enough. The bayside town we go to is a spot where his family owns a little place; for a while there we went every year but due to being newly moved, more poor and less time off from work we had to forgo our week-long summer escapes there these last two years.

It’s always nice to go back; in a way it feels like going home. Is it sad that we (especially me) were super duper excited to see that they put in a new (and huge and wonderful) Target closer to our town? Some places on the eastern shore are a good 20-30 minute drive to “civilization” and chain stores (or farther!). The new Target means that decent shopping is now a little bit closer AND we no longer have to go to Wal-mart for non-grocery things. We bought dessert there – Target has a food brand called Archer Farms and a lot of their things are quite good. We got a Tiramisu from the frozen section and we were very pleasantly surprised! The filling part isn’t as thick and pudding-like as mine, but it was really tasty and even better than some I’ve had in restaurants!!! Another reason we love Maryland is that somehow the roads there are far, far superior than Pennsylvania. It doesn’t matter which highway we are on to get into Maryland (so far it’s been 4 different ones), the moment you officially cross state line the road changes. From pale, crappy, cracked, riddled with potholes and untold amounts of tar patching to smooth and hassle-free. It’s sad, really. Even the median and the shoulders are far superior. And, of course, the drivers are better for the most part.

Dinner was divine, at one of our favorite local seafood places. After dinner we took our usual drive to one of our spots; I had an urging for beach glass. It’s a bit of an obsession with us on the last couple trips and we’ve gotten a decent collection from various beaches in the eastern shore area. No red glass, sadly, and only two little pieces of dark blue glass but the rest is quite pretty. This was our haul from one of the nearby little beaches. I guess “beach” is a bit misleading – more like “bit of shore with some sand and shells and rocks for about 100 yards”. But we like it.

We love this place so much and don’t spend nearly enough time there, that I’ve got a bit of vacation drop after a mere 24 hours. Really really don’t wanna go back to work tomorrow.

As soon as Drew, my dealer and enabler, firms up a few details for me I will announce a sex toy giveaway contest that I’m really excited for. And I already have my HNT pic (or pics, we’ll see) for this week because last week I wore a top I hadn’t ever noticed is so thin that it’s see-through in certain lighting. Oops!

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Aug 26, 2009

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Half-Nekkid Bride!

In case you missed it, I formally announced on Monday that I got hitched on Sunday. Even though I was twittering questions about clothing, and silk flowers for bouquets, and wedding bands, and how the fuck to get off my engagement ring, and which ring is worn first (wedding band or engagement ring) and etc…..Some of you thought I was joking! That surprised me. Is it that shocking that I should get married?

The official piece of paper doesn ‘t change a whole lot with us – but it means we’re officially recognized, can make emergency decisions for each other, and share in benefits only bestowed to married couples. We’ve been together long enough, it really was about time. I’m still able to date and fuck and carouse just as before! Don’t worry, nothing about this blog will change ;)

This weekend we’re headed off to Maryland, eastern shore area, for a short 24-hour honeymoon- if you can call it that. A night out of town, to drive around an area we know so well, and have some wonderful cream of crab soup and crab imperial. Yum!

I don’t think I’ll be around to very many HNT posts tonight, and I know I won’t be up late enough to announce myself at Osbasso’s – perhaps someone could do it for me? It seems that the stress, lack of sleep and high humidity weather of the last couple weeks has all ganged up on my fibromyalgia and I’m in a lot of pain from head to toe. I’ll try to make proper rounds tomorrow and Friday!

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Aug 25, 2009

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Dressing Room Voyeur

It is rare these days to be in a dressing room that has curtains instead of doors. At first this made me insecure and paranoid that I wouldn’t get it closed just so. The curtain was very heavy so luckily it would not get disturbed by a breeze created by someone else going past it in the hallway. It was a T-shaped section in the middle of the store. In the front of the T were a few chairs, a large mirror, and exit doorways on either side. Going down the length of a short hallway were the dressing rooms. I was in the very first room closest to the chairs and exit.

I was surrounded by so many things in my little room, I just gathered up as much stuff in one run as possible. A few dresses, a few tops, a bunch of bras. After trying on the tops I found one I really liked but found that perhaps it would be more flattering in a different size. So out I went to grab a different one. As I padded back in and stopped to examine the one I had on in the large mirror, a cute guy sitting in one of the chairs complemented me quietly that the color was good for me. As I headed back into my little room his wife/girlfriend came to model her outfit for him. As I was trying on the second dress, a woman with a large armful of clothes swooped down the hallway, hangers sticking out and one or two heavily brushed my curtain. Apparently enough to make it move a little. I was left with a 2″ gap but I was all tangled up in the dress and unable to do anything about it. I got it on and fretted in the mirror over how it looked on me. I remembered the curtain and turned to seal that gap; as my hand went up I noticed the waiting guy staring right at me. Very boldly.

Startled and embarrassed I jumped back, my heart racing. Wondering what he saw. Feeling self conscious of my body. In a minute my adrenaline rush cleared and I peered out cautiously. Yet again his girl was out there twirling for his opinion. She was about my size, so I guess he wasn’t offended by my body. She headed back to her room and I leaned back so as not to be noticed by her. When I peered out again I saw him watching my space and he offered a tentative, flirtatious smile.

Well. Huh. Now what.

I left the curtain where it was.

From there on out, every move I made I was conscious that I might have an audience of one. When I started trying on my bras, I wore only my panties. When I needed to try on the next bra, I bent over in a way and spot that ensured he’d get a glimpse. I completely ignored him; did my best, in fact, to pretend I didn’t realize he was watching. Every moment that ticked by I got a little more bold. He got eye-fulls of unbound breasts. If I were a thinner girl and more confident in my body I’d like to think I’d have been full-on brazen. Given him a deliberate show. A mini striptease, perhaps. Or more…..

As it were, I kept up the charade until I was done and about to get dressed. Standing there completely bare chested I faced the curtain as I was putting on my jeans and as I did I saw him staring yet again – and I caught his gaze this time, on purpose. He was no longer casually leaned back in his chair, now he was bent forward, forearms resting on his thighs. I looked at him with a level gaze that didn’t betray either direction – if I was upset or if I was enjoying it. I guess the fact that I stood there and did nothing to block his view was a positive enough reaction for him to feel he was free to break eye contact and openly stare at my tits. I let him for a minute, then stepped back to get dressed and gather my things. As I opened the curtain and walked out I shyly looked at him from under my lashes; he winked and grinned and I couldn’t help but smile back.

I think I’m going to check out my local Craigslist – the “missed connections” section. It’s a long shot, but who knows….

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Aug 24, 2009

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The Secret is Out!

For those that follow me on Twitter, you already know the “secret”. I got married yesterday. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision (about a month ago) due to my husband (wow that’s kinda weird to type) not having health insurance at this job and the fact that he really should be on it for prescription coverage and in case he gets injured on the job. So very long story short, we had a small, simple civil ceremony.

What was, at first, going to be a courthouse casual thing turned into a weekend thing with our parents. Me stressing out about making myself a bouquet and it matching the blue dress I picked out online (which ended up ugly and I ended up in a 12-store hunt for just the right shade of blue or purple top to go with a skirt I owned and lemme tell ya those colors don’t *exist* this season) and coordinating with the minister from rentapriest.com and writing up the ceremony and vows myself so that I was secure that it held to our (non)religious beliefs while also leaving out wording that would be a sham – i.e. “forsaking all others”.

Yes, the open relationship will continue the way it was. In fact, this ceremony didn’t really change a damn thing except make it legal and recognized by the government and my employer!

I thought it was going to be simple and easy, but every step there was a snag.

~We couldn’t do it during the week because my SO couldn’t take a day off (yeah yeah I know) plus our parents needed to drive a few hours. No judge or JP does these things on the weekend.
~After searching online, I found someone who turned out to be great in the end but took 3-4 days to respond to each email, lol
~Found the spot to have the ceremony, but when we met w/ the minister and such a few weeks later, found that the gazebo was on a teeny island into the pond…and had no grass. And we’ve been in a rainy season, heh. It was muddy and my heels sunk in, but it didn’t rain the morning of the ceremony like we feared
~Since I wanted the ceremony before the heat of the day, celebratory dinner turned to lunch and man hardly anything in this area is open for lunch on a Sunday!! Turned out to be great though, the food was *awesome*
~As I said, hit snags all along the way with my clothing. That part stressed me out the most, I think. Couldn’t find a nice dress that I looked alright in (I’m not a dress girl for now) but I went ahead and made my bouquet to match a dress I presumed would be perfect….it wasn’t, it kinda sucked, so I had to find clothing to match the flowers. Yeah yeah, I know. When I finally found the right top….the zipper to my skirt broke, in the dressing room. Luckily my man is good with broken zippers, and he fixed it later. Whew!
~His wedding ring was shipped out immediately and arrived 3 days after ordering. We didn’t admittedly leave the optimal amount of time for this but time was not on our side. Mine, however, didn’t ship out when his did (perils of ordering from the same site, different vendors). Vendor informs me it wouldn’t arrive in time. Canceled order, got same ring elsewhere, I paid Express USPS shipping. Promises that it would arrive in time fell flat, and I had to borrow a ring for the ceremony. STILL don’t have the ring, in fact!! Twitter also heard about my panic with my engagement ring….it got stuck! I hadn’t needed to remove it for a year and I think one of my new meds made my fingers a little bigger – I tried and tried, every suggestion in the book, but it wouldn’t come off (I was going to get it resized bigger) so I carted my ass off to the jewelry store less than a week before the ceremony to have it cut off and resized (and then they made it too big).

Were these all signs along the way??? If they were, oh well. We’ve been together for a very long long time so this all was inevitable anyways. And no, it doesn’t really feel any different at all. The reason we waited so long in fact was due to jobs and money, so that’s why it was prolonged until now and why it wasn’t a “white wedding” and there’s no honeymoon. Next year, maybe. Maybe then we can do it up properly.

We got a few monetary gifts and we’re hoping to be able to buy a laptop with it, we both really need one (to share). Mostly though we didn’t tell many people in advance and we don’t expect to get gifts from the family and friends until next year.

I’ll have a naughty HNT post this week featuring my flowers that you saw a little bit of!

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Aug 20, 2009

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