I’m All Right

July 21st, 2010

He moved out almost two weeks ago. I am surviving. I have all the furniture so I am certainly doing better than him in that respect. d= I’m trying to look at the bright side of things and, to be honest, there are a dew things I don’t mind like..

Doing half the laundry.
Washing half the dishes.
Buying the food I want and eating what I want, when I want.
Not having to cook for two or share the meal I only made for one.
Not hearing the phrase “FML” every 5 minutes.
No annoying video game shooting the background.
I don’t have to share the TV.
I can set the temp of the A/C and the shower, however I like.
Having way less than half the mess to clean.
Not having someone so negative around all the time.
No need to worry about fighting.
Being able to decorate my way.

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I Knew Better

July 13th, 2010

It didn’t take long for me to feel miserable about having sex. I tried to convince myself that it was “just” sex. I tried to be grateful that I was having it at all, especially considering that I won’t be having it anytime soon. But I couldn’t. I just don’t operate that way. Deep down, I knew I was doing it just to be close to him. Or maybe, just so we wouldn’t fight. If I was making him happy in some way, at least we weren’t fighting.

It got to the point where I cried every time. It got harder to orgasm and, when I did, it wasn’t satisfying. It was harder to accept his advances because I knew I was selling myself out. I don’t even know if he noticed that I was crying or, maybe, he just didn’t realize why.

It’s not his fault. I didn’t say “no.” Part of me did want it. Yet, it hurt. So I did start rejecting him. He stopped asking. I was miserable because I felt like we had lost our only connection. Yet, I knew it wasn’t much of a connection to begin with.

He left on Saturday. I’ve been decent, save for some computer problems. It’s amazing how quickly my desire for any stimulation has come back now that I don’t feel guilty or used. Earlier, I was missing oral. I considered texting him to come over. It’d be hot, I know. But would it be worth it? Probably not. I didn’t text him. I think.. that I’m glad of that.

Sex stopped being an awesome thing when it stopped being about love. It stopped being pleasurable. It stopped being appealing. It stopped being something I need and.. I may be okay with that.

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Masturbation Methods

July 1st, 2010

Question for the female bodied folks. When stimulating your clitoris, do you go for direct clitoral stimulation, indirect stimulation (such as through panties/clothes or your labia) or broad stimulation that may include direct stimulation but doesn’t have to?

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Two For You

June 25th, 2010

What is a reviewer to do when she accidentally requests the item from two companies? Why, she gives one to her readers, of course! So I will be giving away my second Ultimate Satisfier to one reader who wants to give it a whirl.

If you recall my review, you’ll notice I really liked the way this hugged my pubic bone and the G-spot stimulation was consistent. The handle was an interesting addition and would make thrusting easier for anyone who enjoys it. The elongated bullet is waterproof and the vibrator doesn’t require watch batteries, either!

But wait, there’s more! (Billy Mays style)

I’ve also been alerted of a brand new graphic novel-style sex advice manual from Kidder Kapper, with illustrations by Josh Lynch, and while I am not familiar with his podcast, I think the idea to combine practical advice with this graphic style is super interesting.

Sex is Fun! has the subtitle “creative ideas for exciting sex” and in it, you will find tips for:

  • Talking dirty
  • Writing a sexy letter
  • Making sexy movie
  • Fun with blindfolds
  • Giving massages
  • Introducing food to your love life
  • Role playing
  • And more

Penguin Publishing and Avery have come together to create this book for people of all ages and experience levels, including:

  • The newly-wed couple just married and worried that they will lose interest in each other once their novelty wears off.
  • The single guy looking to spice up his mojo.
  • The single girl who has always had questions about toys but was too embarrassed to ask.
  • The couple together for many years who know a thing or two about hitting each other’s sweet spots …but want to spice it up a bit.

Interested in either of these items? Go ahead and leave me a comment explaining either or both of the following:

  • Why do you think you would like the Ultimate Satisfier?
  • How do you think Sex Is Fun! can spice up your sex life?

You can increase your chances of winning by Tweeting, too! Something like this will do:

What do vibrators and graphic novels have in common? @adriana_r is giving away one each in her #2foryou contest! http://tinyurl.com/2foryou

And if you want to blog about it? Great! Include the link to this giveaway in your post and leave a separate comment when you do!

I will pick the winner a week from today. Rather than using a point system, I’m simply playing this one by ear and will award the prizes to the person(s) who wants it most!

Sponsored by SexToy.com, one of the biggest selections of sex toys, including G-spot vibrators online.

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No News is Good News

June 17th, 2010

At least when it comes to paps and STD testing. It’s been a few weeks now and I’ve not heard anything back. It’s good to have one less thing to worry about in my life.

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June 9th, 2010

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One of those days

June 2nd, 2010

Do you ever just have one of those days? I realized I had an opportunity to try out some new toys and lube and start my new erotica book when we lost power but I couldn’t get into the book. I wasn’t thinking and used a shit-ton of tingling lube, which I not only felt strongly but also had a bit of a reaction to. The first vibe I was using turned out to be wonky and my cervix and vagina were super sensitive. I couldn’t squirt at all and my tummy hurt. It was just one clusterfuck of frustration.

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