I'm getting nervous about this talk I'm giving My first presentation on my research is this Thursday. I'm scared. I've been working all day on it. I just know I'll have a hard time explaining these things. I tried last night with my husband, and oh my goodness, it was a sorry state of affairs. When I had the flu I lost the rest of my pregnancy weight, bringing me down to 121 pounds. I've since put 3 pounds back on, which is fine by me. However, I don't seem to have an ass anymore. I have to admit that I've never had a nice perky firm ass. No, it's more of the jiggly variety, and it's not big either. Well, I used to do Pilates and I was in shape then, but now I'm in grad school with three kids, and frankly I just haven't made the time to put in muscle building. Oh well. One day, maybe, I'll have more of an ass. You know, though, I do have big boobies from breastfeeding. They are inflatable, similar to TX in Terminator 3. Mine take several hours to grow larger, but yes, I can go from a B/C cup to a D in 6 hours! DD is smaller than D, right? In fact, they are pretty big right now, so I should probably go pump and get back to work. Last night I rocked my boy to sleep, and then he slept well the rest of the night, and that made me so happy. He's been having sleep difficulties as of late. So it bothers me that noone ever talks about sex. I would like to change this. However, everything I can think of to say is usually pretty raunchy, and I think that people will get freaked out. Offended. And they probaby would. I can't say to an acquaintance, "Gosh, I'm so aroused right now; I wish I were at home with my husband." I can just imagine the looks of shock! Everyone has a secret life. I have some snooping tendencies because I want to see that secret life, sexual and otherwise. One day I was at my neighbor's house, getting the baby monitor, which I was told was by their bed. Well, the drawer to the nightstand was open, and I just, um, happened to glance inside. I see a long, narrow box, and something about a rabbit habit. I've never seen Sex and the City, so I didn't know what this rabbit habit was. So, I read the box, and I discovered it is a vibrator! Well, now I have all sorts of thoughts about my neighbors... hehe. So, then they were out of town, and we were keeping an eye on their place, and I went up there to look for a DVD, and I got the naughty idea to look in that drawer again to see if I could actually get a look at the vibrator, and not just its box. I opened the drawer (bad, bad girl), and there it was. I had looked it up on goodvibes, but they just have a rendering. This was the real thing. Don't worry, I didn't touch it or try it out or anything like that. I just think I would feel way too silly having some rabbit ears tickling my clit. It makes me laugh just thinking about it. And those little balls around the shaft, and the helmet looking like the rabbit's hair? Oh my gosh! It's too much. The price, too. However, they say this is a vibrator that will make you feel oh so good. Maybe, especially with all those embellishments. Well, for $78 it better! I have owned a vibrator before. See my older entries for more about my silver bullet. The other day Husband and I went to Big Daddy's, a new sex shop on Pico and Centinela. There were clothes, pornos, novelty items (such as a penis light string), sex toys, and some bondage stuff. The rabbit habit there was a knock off, called the "original" Jack Rabbit! The guy said it was his best seller. Ha! Most of that stuff looks so fake and silly. Guess I'm spoiled by the real thing. I imagine, however, that if you are lonely and single, then maybe a rubber pussy is better than nothing. |