Category Archives: Random Fluffy Bits
Bloggers 4 Boobs
Whose Boobs
We all know someone who has been diagnosed with Breast Cancer. Young or old, rich or poor, droopy or pert. Breast cancer just doesn’t give a shit. A clients wife, a good friend and a famous actress were all diagnosed with breast cancer within one month a few years ago. Right now everyone in the kink scene is following Hollie Stevens as she battles first Breast cancer, now bone cancer, at the age of 30.
Posting the color of your bra or insinuating you are pregnant on Facebook does nothing to aid in awareness of breast cancer or raise money for research. It does however, make me raise my eyebrows in your general direction. Because seriously. Who has time to do all these stupid memes? Uhg. I hate you! Come clean my kitchen!
Becca of I’m Pretty Sure That, Bill of The Authentic Life, and Angie of Angie Uncovered are doing something that is actually raising awareness AND money for research, while also letting us all look at boobs.
Unabashedly.
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Fifty Shades of Grey. A Review from the Dungeon.
Fifty Shades of... oh my, I'll be right back.
After ignoring the chatter about this ‘mommy porn twilight fanfic’ for the last several months, finally, someone pointed out that it was also BDSM themed, and before I could finish reading her 140 character tweet, I had downloaded it to my iPad.
For, you know, research on my fellow mommy bloggers reading habits. You know?
It is indeed… hot! I devoured the first couple chapters. Talk of a slave contract and playing in a red room of pain kept me on the edge of my seat wiggling in joy despite the horrible writing, editing and, you know, writing.
SPOILER ALERT: I talk about all kinds of plot points in this review. They come from my point of view as someone who has played in the dungeon for twenty years. Someone who has signed slave contracts. And someone who has suffered abuse.
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Smutty Lit
Smutty Lit
I want to do a social experiment. I want to send a book out, Macho Sluts, to one of my twitter followers, when they were done with it, they could send it out to one of their followers, then their follower could send it on, and so on, and so on, and so on. Each reader would write their twitter name on the inside cover and I would post a map that I would update with pins as to it’s location. If it went well, I would send another out into circulation.
- I would want to know where the book was so you would need to let me know when you recieved it and sent it on.
- I would want to know what city you were in, or at least, a loose approximation, so I could update the map.
- Were you to write a post or review, I would of course post a link to it.
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This one goes to 11!
This one goes to 11!
69 (heh) + 42 (the answer to the life, the universe and everything) = 111. Drop the 1. I picked 11.
The person closest to that number wins the Best Sex Writing 2012 pack.
I’ll be logging in shortly to announce who that was!
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We have a winner! The (dis)Honorable Mrs Mary Johnson at http://ineedaplaydate.blogspot.com/ came closest with her guess of 9.9. I’ll be in touch soon to get your address!
I’m surprised at how fun it was to do a giveaway! I may have to do another! I’m also thinking about starting a naughty book exchange. Let me know if you would be interested!
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I’m not a super model, but I play one on The Internets.
Angie Dickinson after she ate a grape.
I’m getting ready for my first photo shoot in quite a while, and thought I would share a couple of the secrets I’ve learned over the years, either from actual models, actual photographers, or by unfortunate error on my part.
First. Relax. So many people get nervous in front of the camera because they thing they don’t take good pictures. It’s true. They don’t. Because cameras capture emotion and their emotion is OH SHIT I’MA ABOUT TO GET MY PICTURE TAKEN. 0_o
Easier said then done, I know. But perhaps my second hint will help. Think of something naughty. I generally think of doing something naughty to the photographer, but if you photographer is dear Aunt Mary, perhaps you can think of doing something naughty to someone else. Even read something to get the juices flowing instead. Then, instead of the camera capturing Omfg I hate these family photos and a forced smile, it will capture a genuine smile and only you will know that you were thinking Man I love my rabbit! Suckers don’t know I just used it in your bathroom.
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The State of Today’s Sexual Culture
Best Sex Writing 2012
When I was first approached about reviewing Best Sex Writing 2012 and doing a give away, I was all, yeah. I have a two year old and a twitter habit and the last actual book I read was when I was pregnant. And really, with the amount of time I have for actual sex these days, the LAST thing I wanted was to be forced to read about a bunch of people who do, get wound up, then return to doing competitive laundry folding. I was assured that this book was different and that I should give it a chance. I figured that if nothing else, you people needed a chance at free smut, so here I am.
Thing is, I really like this book. It is different. It’s not what you think of when you think “Sex Writing” because even as you read that, you are thinking about big cock, rippling muscles and bouncing titties aren’t you. It’s cool. So was I.
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Reboot by Shinteki Disneyland
Trader Sam's largest, strongest drink, Uh Oa. And three straws.
Three days at Disneyland. 28 miles walked. 60 puzzles. Several cocktails and a couple bottles of wine. The arrival of my first grandchild (by blood, I have three others by marriage.) Very little sleep and none of it with a blood alcohol level of less then 0.8.
I think I feel better now.
I think.
Shinteki, for those of you that haven’t heard of it before, is sort of like a nerdy scavenger hunt with puzzles that make you think so hard your brain bleeds. There might even be puns. It was 12 hours of hard core thinking outside the box. Sometimes while taking notes and riding roller coasters. At the same time. If you look and listen hard enough, you can find bits of binary and morse codes all over the Magic Kingdom.
Seriously so fun that I can not wait to do it again. Life is boring now that I’m not looking for codes in common every days things.
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This weeks edition of … Boobs.
G( . )( . )gle
If this cycle doesn’t work, I want to start saving for a boob job and a tummy tuck. Should be ready to go by the time I’m 50. I’m pretty open about it. I don’t understand why someone can get a tattoo and show it off, but should be ashamed of getting their tits adjusted.
I don’t see the difference.
It all falls under the heading of Body Manipulations. It’s also about moderation. Too many tattoos is the same thing as too much plastic surgery – at least in my mind. Both are pretty. Both look painful. Both offer some pretty hilarious results if done poorly.
I’ve had implants and a lift. I had a little lipo. It’s nearly 15 years, one baby, 2 miscarriages and 3 failed transfers later. I’m do.
I just ran across this article about Brazilian B’s. It seems most people in Brazil are pretty open about plastic surgery there. At least boob jobs. I’m assuming butt implants and sex changes too as that’s what I always knew them for.
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Dare to Hope
I dare you to Hope. Muther Fucker.
For some reason, I am suddenly hopeful. I don’t know why. Maybe it was the thinking I had a cyst and getting mentally prepared to have the cycle cancelled. Maybe it was finding out the my lining was at 12 (muther. fucker. 12!!). Or maybe it’s just a case of the crazies setting in.
Probably the later.
But I do feel hopeful. For the first time in ages. This is our last cycle with our last three little snowbabies. Surely. Out of all those embryos, there has to be one good one. Surely… its one of these three.
The three Musketeers.
Transfer is set for next Monday. Beta is scheduled for Feb 8th – which is the Mr’s birthday. SURELY I couldn’t get a BFN on his birthday.
*Hopes comes crashing down.*
After all. I’m the girl who found out I had a Zombie Fetus on Halloween. The gods, they are always a laughing at me.
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Chickenpig2 on D is for DominationYou are definitely as much a therapist as a sex worker, although being a therapist would require investing in a whole new wardrobe, not to mention an office with a trickling water feature, soft new agey music, and maybe a fish tank. 
braving_ivf on D is for DominationProof of how complicated we all are. Physical/emotional/mental stuff all collides sometimes. I'm confident they both felt well taken care of, even if it wasn't exactly how they expected to be taken care of when they arrived. 
tzzw on D is for DominationI'm not kidding: 80% of my sessions are like this. Self care! Have fun at Disneyland! :) 
dipitie on D is for DominationWow. You really do have a tough job. You are closer to a therapist than you are a sex worker. 
Lynn Lacroix on The Other Women: Lynn Lacroix, part deuxThanks for sharing my story again, Mona! It's funny. I wrote it, but I still get turned on reading it.