So I’m not sure exactly where to start. How do you just all of a sudden start a blog? I’m definitely not gifted as a writer, so my apologies from the get go if I completely bore you or lose you. More than anything, I am starting this blog in order to sort out some feelings and situations that are currently swirling around inside my head with no feasible way to escape without rage flipping a table or something equally as violent. On the brighter side, it’s nice to get the pleasant feelings out without looking like a complete lunatic skipping through the parking lot with a tellatubby on one arm and a rainbow wrapped around the other. This seems much more efficient, indeed.
Almost 5 years ago now (wow!) I met the man I will spend forever with. He can gun you down with his baby blue eyes in 2.1 milliseconds, and once he flashes those dimples…forget about it. You’re done; in other words he is incredibly handsome and I still get butterflies every day. Not only is he easy on the eyes, but he has one of the most beautiful hearts and minds I’ve ever met, my husband will give you his last 50 cents, the shirt off his back, the dirty sock off his foot if you needed it. Needless to say, he stole my heart and has kept it VERY safe over the years. I am forever grateful to have this amazing gift of a man in my life and I can only hope I make him half as happy as he makes me. I look forward to growing old and senile with this guy… seriously. We are going to love and grope each other until we don’t even know each other anymore. I’m a lucky girl.
That being said, I've had my fair share of run in's with less than desirable men.. who hasn't? I was married before, didn't work, blah blah blah... I moved on, lost a bunch of weight and gathered myself back up for my life to begin anew. I made the decision to move to Seattle and have a little adventure while I had the opportunity to. I packed my car to the brim and drove up the coast with nothing but high hopes and a job waiting for me. Seattle is a gorgeous place, the people are beautiful, the city is stunning and the music is off the hook. There is a small town feel to most of the neighborhoods, one of which I fell in complete love with. Capital Hill. This is where I met Mike. Mike is a handsome journalist, light brown hair, blue eyes a heart the size of Washington state, itself. He could have played the lead role in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas without a hitch...He was my first run in with anything kinky related. He had a fantasy of wrestling with baby oil! YAY! Who am I to deny such a fantastic fantasy with such a delicious person? It was fun, really fun. I still say I won... but he disagrees ;) I believe this moment in time was when I realized that I needed something more than what I was used to, exactly what that was continued to be a mystery until I moved back home about 3 years later and met Rich. It was then that I realized what I needed. I needed him. I needed his erotic mind, open arms and firm grasp on my hair. I didn't want to be romanced at the time, I wanted to be man handled. I craved it more than air. BDSM fit the bill, more on that in another post.
My husband posted a blog today about our relationship blossoming a bit and taking our sexually open relationship, to a open-polyamorous relationship. Scary thought. Sure, it's scary but for so many, it's extremely rewarding and can add so much to your primary relationship. I am REALLY rusty at this whole dating thing... I'm surprised my interest hasn't ran full speed in the opposite direction screaming NOOOO!!!!! I really couldn't blame him, I feel like an awkward babbling school girl with a crush. I guess I'll learn as I go. I'm excited for this new adventure and I intend to use this blog as an outlet to sort through this whole thing.
All I know for sure is that my life is beautiful and I only plan on making it more lovely.
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