I'm winding my way down the road to eroticon. I've been looking forward to attending Eroticon since I saw the posts surrounding last years event. I knew then that I wanted to be there this year, and would find a way to make that happen. My gran died in June, and I was given a... Continue Reading →
"What are your plans for tomorrow?" Painting the picture of my day it was clear that I had a couple of hours free before the school run. A window of opportunity where you could play with me, push me, see what I was made of. The anticipation bubbled away as I made my way through... Continue Reading →
Writing is a wonderful way of processing my memories. Sorting them out like strands of spaghetti. And the more wonderfully wicked experiences I enjoy, the longer my writing list seems to become. Hey-ho, it's a hard life.
Progress is a funny thing. Tomorrow is my birthday. Turning 35 was the end of an incredibly painful year and I was so very, very low. I can barely believe the change in me since then or the progress I have made in the last year, but finding this picture left me reflecting again. This was taken... Continue Reading →
My first weekend without my boys since I had upped sticks and moved down country, and I was faced with an empty home and an empty heart. Something had to change. At that exact moment I didn't know what, but something, anything, had to happen to lift me out of this funk. I was sitting on the... Continue Reading →
With my move imminent, and M and I back on speaking terms it was time to get ready for a new beginning. P rolled over and accepted the move when I told him the plan, I guess he was effectively let off the hook as far as parenting went. The boys didn't take any convincing... Continue Reading →
Christmas is supposed to be a time of peace, love and joy. 2016 was not one that I would want to repeat.
The Inside My Head tag was created a few months back, and I wanted to share the contents of mine today.
1. Who was your favorite cartoon character as a child? I always loved Dogtanian. It was one of the only cartoons I remember watching, I was usually out in the mud or chasing my brother round on my bike. He was always the quiet one, and the one who fixed things when the others were less than capable.... Continue Reading →
I have decided to take part in TMI Tuesday for the first time this week. I always enjoy other people's answers so felt it was time to join in myself. 1. What makes you, you? I am authentically me, I am brave to the point of being foolish, and I am fiercely loyal to those who... Continue Reading →
Up until this point my experiences had all been private. My online presence could only be described as "lurking." Now though I had decided to get out and about to events when I was available. My visit to the couple had been planned as a step towards this goal, and now that I knew the... Continue Reading →
I always knew I was different. From a young age I would enjoy being me, embracing mud over fashion, and outdoor pursuits over make up. My friends would despair, but I wasn't worried. As puberty arrived and my friends would giggle over the latest pretty boys and heart throbs my mind was already in the... Continue Reading →
It was a saturday morning like many others. My childfree weekend had freed me up to attend a local peer rope workshop. One tie in particular has foxed me since I took up tying and there was to be a demo that I did not want to miss. It was to be shown last, and... Continue Reading →