Ugh, I hate how my period makes me moody and extra sensitive.
Perhaps the pinky-purple daisies (in the photo above) that Aiden brought me on Tuesday were a preventative measure. You know, so that I wouldn’t rip his face off at the most minuscule of provocations.
I loathe women who use their cycle as an excuse to act like total nutbars, but I can’t deny that it does have some effect on my ability to deal with my emotions. I take everything extra personally, I am more easily agitated, and I feel like bursting into tears every five minutes.
*Sigh* Stupid hormones.
Thanks to my IUD my periods are nearly non-existent. The last one was light enough that a pantyliner was sufficient to do the trick (and I was a “super-plus mondo pad” kind of girl prior to the IUD). Yesterday I had a tiny bit of spotting, and so far today, nothing. I wouldn’t even know it was that time of the month if I didn’t keep track on my calendar, or feel like disemboweling one of the guys every time they ruffle my feathers.
I wish that the changes in my mood had stopped along with the monthly bleed, but if I have to take one or the other, give me the cranky-pants any day. At least I can quell my inner dragon with exercise and eating right, but there is nothing to be done about blood gushing from your vagina except wait it out.
Speaking of eating right and exercising, with the recent development of nicer weather I dug my bike out of the garage this morning. After pumping the tires back up and locating my helmet, I took it out for a 30-minute spin around the neighborhood. It’s a gorgeous day, warm enough for bike shorts but still cool enough to prevent getting excessively hot and sweaty. Now I just need to practice plenty and then nag… I mean, ENCOURAGE one of the boys to get a bike, so that I don’t have to ride alone all the time.
As it turns out, this weekend Aiden’s mum is out of town, and so instead of going to visit his parents for dinner, we are planning to take a hike together, weather permitting. I should also start working on a cloak for LARP, and perhaps finish up the long sword I started. I know, I know, I subject you to suck geekery these days. Speaking of which…
The paper is just there as a size reference. The shield and the short sword I built myself, and the longbow was my Valentine’s gift from the guys. The short sword is rather massive and heavy, but I love it. Eventually I will save up for some fancy Calimacil weapons, but for now these will do. I still have to build a long sword and two daggers (my characters is a fighter/warrior, so I need lots of things to hit people with). More pictures to come, I am sure. I know you guys are dying to see photos of my costume once it’s done 
Hmmm, from photos of blow jobs and fucking, to duct tape weapons and LARP gear. Could it be that my blog is going downhill? Perish the thought *Cheeky Grin*
I wish I had something fantastic to write, but last week was primarily spent doing my best to get over a sinus/chest cold, which I have now passed on to Aiden it seems. Jack was away on business during the end of the week, and spent the weekend in Banff with P. They had a [...]
Good Morning!
While I normally harbor an unnatural love of Mondays, on this particular morning I am fighting a sinus/chest infection or something of that nature and so am not as peppy and upbeat as usual.
I did have a lovely weekend, however, and so that makes up for the fact that I’ve run myself somewhat into the ground [...]
It has taken a number of days for the household to recover from my mother’s visit, but I think things are pretty much back to the way we like them around here.
She and I had ONE rather explosive argument, that began with the laundry and ended with our respective shortcomings as participants in this parent/child relationship. [...]
72 hours to go.
Somehow it seems shorter when I think of it in hours, rather than days.
My mum and I are still getting along just fine, but between you and me, I’m ready for her to go home. It’s not that she has done anything terrible, it’s just that her presence interferes with, well, almost everything. I [...]
My mum has been here for almost 24 hours now, and so far, so good.
Last night after we got the kids to bed she sat and chatted with me while I worked on Aiden’s chainmail (the green and black, shown below) and has offered her assistance in weaving it. I was pleased that she appreciated my project, [...]
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My mother has been threatening…err, talking about coming out for a visit for several months now, so I suppose I shouldn’t have been so surprised when she phoned me last night to let me know that she was booking a flight.
A flight for next Wednesday.
And she’s not going home until the Wednesday after that.
A whole [...]
In response to this post, Tonya enquired as to our contract and how Jack feels about another man ordering me around and telling me what to do. I wanted to address this in it’s own post because a comment reply could potentially be five miles long, heh Ya’ll know how I get so [...]
Quite unexpectedly, one of the things I’ve found the most uncomfortable and difficult when it comes to my relationship with Aiden, is being really emotionally vulnerable with him.
I can be physically vulnerable, that doesn’t scare me at all, but when it comes to talking about my feelings, or God forbid, crying in front of him [...]
I don’t know which is more annoying: having the desire to blog, but being unable to think of anything particularly interesting to write about, or having lots to write about but no desire to blog.
In response to my previous post, Perakath remarked:
I feel a bit bad for Jack! Is he really okay with it all?
I [...]
Aiden has now “officially” moved in with us. He has basically been living here for the past two weeks, but yesterday he gave notice to his landlords, and we fetched a bunch of his things from his apartment.
While we were in town we had dinner with his parents, and he let them know that he [...]
I have fallen terribly behind on my reviews as of late, so I’m playing catch-up over the next couple of weeks.
We just love us some anal toys around here, and the Lelo Bob is no exception. Made entirely of satiny silicone, this is the ideal toy for butt-play beginners. It provides fantastic stimulation, and [...]
It’s Monday! I realized, while driving the eldest minion to school this morning, that I haven’t blogged in over a week, but I promise that I have good reasons for that.
Last weekend I went out with friends on Friday night and saw Daybreakers (pretty good movie, but unless you’re really into non-sparkly vampires, I would wait [...]
“Ask for it” he says, his head propped up in one hand while the other is pressed between my legs. I squirm uncomfortably, while my brain attempts to force words out of my mouth. I can scarcely remember to breath while his fingers draw circles around my clitoris.
I hate it when he makes me ask.
“Ask, [...]
V: So is the title of your last post the way you say “Merry Christmas” in Ukrainian?
Shasta: Basically, yes
V: How do you pronounce it?
Shasta: I have no idea
V: *Pause* Well, at least you sound smart on the internet
I do.
I also remember $2 bills, Atari, and rotary telephones.
That really has nothing to do with this post, except to point out that gaming systems have come along way since the early 80’s.
In 1982 we did not have cell phones, or the Internet, and we walked 3 miles to school each day, uphill, both ways.
What [...]
Things I learned over the weekend:
Metal shoehorns will leave bruises with hardly any effort at all
People get kind of excited when you serve Cornish hens and leave them whole. Like “We get a WHOLE bird? Each?”
Kolach, while the most beautiful of breads, is less like bread and more like a giant pretzel
Even candles that are [...]
Shasta: I really HATE the gym in January
Jack: What? Why?
Shasta: It was SO crowded tonight. When I got there, EVERY. SINGLE. TREADMILL was being used, full of New Years Resolutioners, promising themselves that THIS YEAR will be different and that they will actually lose the weight, get in shape, whatever
Jack: Maybe you should go at [...]
I think I may have mentioned last year, here in the Gibson house, we celebrate Christmas twice.
First on December 25th, like most everyone else, and then again today, which is Ukrainian Christmas.
When Jack and I got married, there was some sorting out as to how holidays should be observed. We combined our separate traditions into our own [...]
Monday marked the end of my second month as Aiden’s slave.
Typing that word in reference to myself still makes me cringe a bit, but not as badly as it did in the beginning. I’ve grown accustomed to some aspects of wearing a collar 24/7, but many are still a struggle.
Asking for what I want is [...]
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