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Tuesday, May 29, 2007


1. When you orgasm, do you hold your breath?

ummmmm hold my breath, breath heavy, convulse, tremor, yell, drool and whimper... I think that covers it all....maybe...

2. Have you ever had sex or played around with a celebrity?

Does the star of the local theater count? no? well then I guess the closest I ever got to playing sexy with a celebrity is in my dreams....and boy are they good dreams!

3. Do you think prostitution should be legal? Why or why not?

Leagal, because I need a new job! No seriously, its going to happen anyway, lets give them some respect and some healthcare. Clean it up a bit. Hell I'd like to window shop for some fresh meat...... if permission slips allowed.

4. How do you masturbate? Do you romance yourself? Get straight to the point? Read erotic material?

guilty your I have great pornos in my head....

5. Which gives you the most pleasure - intercourse, masturbating for/with your partner, being masturbated by your partner.

I am into pleasing my partner and geting mine along the way. Its part of why I like giving blow jobs so much. Its such a satisfying experience to watch my partner lose control in his bliss. But if your making me choose I'm going with 69 or its fun cousin 71.

Bonus (as in optional): Have you ever had a crush on a relative?

I have some very hot older cousins..... but mostly my Uncles friends were the subject of my dreams..... except this young but mature, hot, articulate, smart assed, sensitive gruff of a man who stole my heart when I was 13. Thankfully he shares it with me now becasue its a sad life to lead always wondering what if.......


Friday, May 25, 2007

Da count Memorial Weekend...

Today starts a long weekend for us. The intent is to remember those who have served and given their life for their country. The reality for most people is another excuse to play hooky from work and steal some R and R.

In the Zig house its the opening of Camp season. YAH! camp! We take the kids hours north and subject them to what ever weather comes our way, drink a bit to much, sing a bit to loud and take as many pics of the whole event as possible. I will have you know its been 80 F here all week. I wake up today and its 60 and raining. Typicall. I am going anyways. We have survived snow before.

As for my Da count:

A huge Thank you to all who have served our country, to their families and the people that miss them.

I have never lived anywhere else but I love being an American. We dont always do everything right. But it is a great place to grow up, raise a family and follow your dreams.

My great Grandpa severd in WWI. He had a metal plate in his head. I did not realize till I was much older how lucky he was to be alive. He was missing one eye ball, the socket intact but empty. He had a fake eye but he rarely wore it. I used to be entranced with the roadmap of arteries and veins visible in the hollow depression. Grandpa was way cool. He made his own bread, often cinnamon raison bread and he was generously shared. He grew the smallest tomatoes I ever saw in his back yard. He was always kind and willing to tolerate a kids curiosity. I fondly remember him sitting on his front porch listening to the ballgame on the radio. I offered to put it on the TV. He smiled and said, "But that would take the fun out of it now, wouldnt it!" Years later I realized he grew up listening to the radio. It was comforting to him, and more fun to imagine the game as it was dictated play by play.

His son, my Grandpa is also a great man. He has the same kind demeanor. My Mom's Father served in Korea. If you listen carefully he will talk about his M1 thumb. If you listen carefully he just might strum a few folk tunes on his guitar. Once Grandpa took me for a ride. He showed me where the old railroad tracks crossed the river. Its just up stream from where we are camping this week. He asked me to imagine a train full of young men leaving for boot camp. I swear when I see those empty support pilons I can hear the whipers of those that cried, the shouts of bravado masking others fear, and palpably feel the tention.

I have an Uncle that was military but never saw conflict. I adore him. We do jager bombs together now. I can hardly wait till its time to do shots this weekend and place my 1/2 gallon of Jagermeister on the table:) He still has great stories of service. In fact he just has great stories.

On a side note, I am gratefull for working in a small hospital that takes care of its employees. And I am gratefull for little girls that still like to hold Mom's hand. I am gratefull for Federal camp grounds and the Forestry Service personnel that manamage them. And I am gratefull for the life I have, and the people I share it with.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Has it been a week already?

TMI Tuesday #84

1. What was your first job?

babysitting was the first thing I was paid for by a non family member. After that it was bussing tables at a local resort. It opened my eyes to the disparity of wealth in our society.

2. When did you go to your first funeral?

between the ages of 8 and 10 I had several grandparents die. My daughter lost her first grandparent last year.

3. What is the sexiest word in the English dictionary?

confidence. enough said.

4. Are you left handed or right handed? Which direction does the top of your head lean when you kiss on the lips?

very promiently right handed, and honestly I think I take my cue from my partner and lean to accomdate them.

5. Males: Which way do you dress?
Females: Which breast is larger?

I have to ask about this one....i honestly dont know.. it depends on perspective I think. The left is wider the right sticks out more. Zig votes for the right...

Bonus (as in optional):Define sexy

sexy is what ever gets my juices flowing at that point in time. It could be romantic and classic or raunchy and naughty. It can me hints of what is to come, or memories of moments past. Sexy is fit, friendly, frivolous. FUN! definitely fun. Most dancing is incredibly sexy. I like guys with attitude, smart, sarcastic but not in a mean way. The curves of a womans body is sexy, so is a mans abs, groin, tip of a hard engorged, straining cock. Music is very sexy, something about the rythym of some songs..... Touch is sexy. Soft brushing caresses to urgent ass grapplings. Lace is sexy. also Leather. It smells sexy. The smell of a forest is sexy, particulary the woodsy scent of a man's cologne mingling with his natural musk. ok I'll stop there........ I could go on and on....


Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Happy TMI!

TMI Tuesday #83

1. Have you ever used foods in your sexual activities (ie; whipped cream, syrup, popsicles) and how did you use them?

sure! whip cream, popsicles, chocolate syrup, it was very artistics and erotic, lots of giggling and fun.

2. If your SO asked you to get them off using only your toes - would you do it and how?
I'd sure try! I'd ask for some pointers, sometimes the best sex isnt about my own gratification but in pleasing my partner.

3. Would you ever participate in an orgy? Have you?

I have played with more than one person at a time... If with in the rules of the relationship at the time I'd do it again. There is a few things I would like to knock off my to do list.

4. What can a lover do to turn you on instantly?

Instantly? show up! then lets have fun exploring from there.....

5. Describe your favorite piece of lingerie or undergarments on yourself or your mate. (PICS PLEASE!!!)

OMG men in boxer breifs! I love the way they hug and reveal but keep secretes too. For me, just about anything that feels good or makes me feel sexy. Could be Tshirt and panties or all out laced up corset and thong... I like variety. But I like seeing his reaction even more.

Bonus (as in optional): Describe the best orgasm you've ever had.

the ones that leave me breathless and unable to think and tremulous. I think the last one was all dark blue with sparkling stars. If my partner is thinking maybe I need a 911 assist then its a job well done. but really he needs to quit panicking and just hold me.. touch me... bring me down slowly. Nothing worse than reaching that level and being abandoned......


Monday, May 14, 2007

Cows in water 5

So the dance lessons continue. I would like to say I am making progress but my aching head is seriously interferring with class. I still feel clumsy. I still feel fat. I still abhor checking my technique in the mirror. I still move like a cow in water.

On the up side... My Princess LOVES Mom in dance. We sometimes review steps together. She so wants a Mommy and Me routine. It gives us something other than "did you do your homework today?" to discuss. I have a new appreciation for how hard she works on her routines.

She has promised to help me with my recital number. OH yes I said it. I will be in the studios annual spring retical, along with 2 other woman and our instructor. I think we should add in some of the kids so the patrons are distracted by their cuteness. Today we discussed customes. This will be the first time The Princess will help me with my make up pre show.

On the random question side of things..... please comment or leave a link to your blog if your so inclined to post an elaboration....
My random questions is...

If you could have a sexual encounter with anyone, who would it be??????

No holding back. I want to know your favorite crush no matter your current relationship arrangement or consequence or improbablity. Consider this a free pass.

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Friday, May 11, 2007

Tagged A to Z

The lovely CRSE has tagged me. AND reminded me of it.. so here goes...

A- Available or Single? Available only with a permission slip .....I must give fair warning that discussions of permission slip usually involve cleaning of rifles.....
B - Best Friend? Zigzagman. And after him my Mom.
C - Cake or Pie? if its sweet I am probably eating it....
D - Drink of Choice? Depends on the day, the event, the availability. Lately its been Jagermeister. usually as a Jagerbomb, but Redheaded sluts are good too and Sex on a Alligator. Mostly though its because I have found Jager releives my headache.
E - Essential Item(s)? Family. A good brassiere. a pony tail holder. cash.
F - Favorite Color? black, silver, turquoise, magenta
G - Gummi Bears or Worms? worms. I like the way they feel when I slowly pull them back out while sucking on them.
H - Hometown? i cant answer this... long story.
I - Indulgence? many...
J - January or February? both. My birthday is Jan, his is Feb. two good reasons to party!
K - Kids? Hell no! I cant wait for the ones I have to grow up!
L - Life is incomplete without… family.
M - Marriage Date: October 2002. It was a great year!
N - Number of Siblings: 3, I'm the oldest of 4 girls.
O - Oranges or Apples? if its sweet I'll eat it. Pink lady apples are my favorite though. And I'd really like to try blood oranges.
P - Phobias/Fears: small spaces. growing old alone.
Q - Favorite Quote: "As you wish" I dare ya to accurately source it.
R - Reasons to Smile? Numerous. I am a very lucky woman, wife, mother, daughter.
S - Season? Camp season, we love camp.
T - Tag Three: I'll get back to you....
U - Unknown Fact About Me: I cant think of any.....

V - Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animals? I eat.
W - Worst habits? I cant seem to let my nails grow. Or get a healthy grip on TIME.
X - X-rays or Ultrasounds? why discrimate againts the MRI or CAT?
Y - Your Favorite Foods: Dark Chocolate. Grilled anything.
Z - Zodiac: Capricorn.


of toys and penguins....Revisited.

Editors note: This was originally posted in October 2006. I have reviewed and edtied a bit. I hope this satisfies everyones penguin curiosity. Oh, and after this post, my Mother gave us a "Happy Feet" calendar and a penguin pic for the wall for Christmas and for my birthday I recieved penguin pajamas. I love my family. They are so pleasantly twisted.

Did I ever tell you penguins make me horny? Silly I know, but its not the penguin its self per say but really the association with them.

I was babysitting (I wont divulge my age to protect the not so innocent) one evening, the kids were already in bed. I was having just a dandy time playing with the kids toys. Ever have one of those top toys with the handle on top? You push the handle down and the toy spins. I, in all my "wowanly wisdom", was tryin to see how fast I could get it to spin. I must have wasted 45 minutes being so easily amused, unaware I was amusing my window peeper.

RAP! RAP! RAP! on the window. Terrified I looked up. Heart pounding, hands trembling, breath holding terror.... until his benevolent mischeivous eyes met mine. Embarrassed, but delighted, I exhaled relief. He was lean, handsome and wanting inside. Inside to talk to me. Now I'm trembling again, except this time its good. I let him in to more than just the house.

I was giddy. He seemed so mature, in control. He moved with purpose and grace, like a dancer but with more edge.

He was silver tongued too.
His words carressed me before his hands ever touched my skin.

He was gentle and determined. He came for a purpose. I was his purpose. I glowed like only a lass in love can, surrendering willingly. He showed me the way and I followed his lead, mirroring his kisses and his caresses. His desire multipled mine.

The couch gave way to something unknown, unfamilar. Trepidation was replaced with an overwhelming sence of security, well being, bliss. Our teenage bodies mingled carnally. My awareness collapsed inward catapulted by the senousous sensations new to my young body.

I distinctly remember the sence of satisfaction as we lay together, fluids dancing while our muscles rested. He held me close, lovingly, respectfully. I remember feeling important, special, unique and wishing the whole world could be this happy too.

As my awareness of my surroudings returned apparently so did his. MRRP MRRP MRRP!
MRRP MRRP MRRP! I looked to him and he looked to me then we both looked at the TV. Penguins. We shared a laugh, warm bodies still pressed moistly together.

I still think of that moment when ever I see or hear penguins. Penguins make me hot and bothered. I am flooded with auditory, visualy, and olfactory sensations. You see, the penguins were there the first time I ever made love to another person. Not just sex, but honest, compassionate, passionate love to the man I am blessed to share this with now.....

MRRP Mrrp mrrp! Mrrrp mrrrp mrrp! waddle waddle Mrrp mrrp mrrp!

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Of discoveries.......

I love movies. I especially love quirky, smart not your usual Hollywood type movies. Some of my favs are are Fight Club; Snatch; Lock, stock and two smoking barrels; The Dark Crystal; Neverending Story; The Princess Bride; A Dog and his boy; Requiem for a Dream...... etc etc etc.

But what I adore recently is my new favorite hottie. Jason Statham makes me sweat. The movie London is an odd little piece of work. I enjoyed it because of the interpersonal relationship developement. I also enjoyed the accesory fantasys I had regarding Statham's character quirks. I just adore the way the man moves no matter what character he slips into. OH baby Transport ME!

Other recent discoveries in the Zig house....

My breasts have taken on a life of their own. While I enjoy having ample cleavage, I find it disturbing to have to move them out of the way before using proper range of motion of my arms. Happy HNT!

My daughter has discovered Shel Silverstein. I know this because after not sleeping, then working all night, then taking The Short Man to the dentist before finally crashing 24 hours later, she decided 3 pm to 8 pm was more than adequate sleep for Mom . The Princess woke me up by reading to me from "A light in the Attic". Loudly. And continued to read loudly despite Mom falling back to sleep repeatedly. Furthermore, she did not stop even after I stumbled my dreary bottom to the bathroom.
I love her. I am happy she is enjoying Shel's particular sence of humor. I look forward to sharing mine with her. Later. After some sleep.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

ya its Tuesday!

TMI Tuesday #82

1. What sight, sound, smell, object or whatever most remind you of a special someone?

Zig's cologne. My bear that he gave me. Penguins make me horny. The reoccuring thought from last nights tryst.... the list goes on and on, mostly about Zig. But since my Dad died the oddest things make me cry. Sunflower seeds make me think of my Mom, but then again so does the way light falls on the trees and Redbull and Jagermeister, neither of which she can drink any

2. Favourite body part/parts of the opposite (or same) sex?

That space on a man between the hip and the package.. that groove just begs to be licked, eyes-they really are the window to the soul, smile and teeth, wide shoulders
I also am very fond of taking a soft penis in my mouth and coaxing it to attention... something about the way it feels as it changes..... but I digress

3. Do you prefer to give or receive?

give, then receive, then give again and maybe give and receive at the same time, followed by some just general fondling of wet parts and some light to heavey kisses and then some 69 again and then maybe a snack in the kitchen and some counter sex....with some shots.... again I digress.

4. One night stands- What's the protocol? Stay the night or get the hell outta there?

Its been more than 5 years since my last one night stand... I say do what ever feels right at the time... but try to do it with some respect and diginity.

5. What is the strangest place you've had sex?

I cant say any thing pops out as strange... though I do have this fantasy of doing it on a crowded dance floor...... wait.... wait..... I jilled off on a boardwalk for a guy once, while wearing nothing but his leather jacket(hey its was early spring and the boardwalk went to the lake)....other than that there has been various indoor and outdoor excursions.....

Bonus (as in optional): How old were you when you lost your virginity? Who was it to? Describe the even

I was 14. I went on vacation with a friend. It was behind the hotel. I did it only because I wanted to know what all the fuss was about. I was not overly impressed. It was ok but not spectular, there was some kindness and attempt to make me comforatable, I said afterwards that it was my first time and bascially was called a liar. It would not be the last time that my skills would be questioned. It took me awhile to figure out it was not a slam but a compliment. They didnt believe my inexperience because I had some skill. At least thats what I tell myself. My second sexual intercourse experience was SPECTACULAR! complete with flashing white lights. Its the source of my weird penquin connection.


Saturday, May 05, 2007

Da Count LATE!

My apologies. I was working on some new photography stuff yesterday and totally forgot my da count.

This weeks Da count is easy. I have been saving it all week and regret its tardiness.

This week I am gratefull for late Saturday night dinners that segue into early Sunday morning breakfasts and everything that happens in between the two. (insert happy dance here!)

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Where does it go?

I live in Michigan. Never lived anywhere else and really dont have any desire to. I love visting other places. But my heart and my home are next the big lake. I like the change of seasons, even if some people think the seasaon are almost winter, winter, winter almost over and construction. LOL.

One of my favorite things about living here is the fresh produce. Right now aspargus is in season. Soon cherries and strawberries will be ripe and ready,then lettuces, beans, tomatoes. Late summer and fall brings apples and squashes and on and on.

I get very frustrated with our local stores though. I understand Michigan does not really support the climate for avocados or citrus, for that I am gratefull to Florida and California. I understand importing California stawberries in January. I understand Georgia peaches are rips long before our cool climate ones. I do not understand why in the peak of apple season in Michigan the majority of apples at my local grocer come from Washington state.

I wanna know where our Michigan produce ends up. If you live in Washington state are you buying Michgan apples in the fall? Do our strawberries mysteriously migrate in June?

This really gets my panties in a bunch. Why do I have to make an extra stop to support my local farmers? Why is it so difficult to purchase local produce with the rest of my shopping?

I would really perfer to eat local, from local farmers. Less shipping, less time from picked to table. Plus it tastes better. And if my food tastes better dont I taste better too?


Wednesday, May 02, 2007

OH GAME ON! seriously Game on!

The handsome and dorkish Zigzagman has now entered a new realm.

We recently had discussions about blogging and our private life verses public life. Some people think I give up too much of my private life to a public forum but at least I do it at will. While much waht is or is not acceptable is shades of grey and intermingled I thought we had established some loosely defined rules.

Be forewarned Mr ZIG. Be forewarned. BUAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAH!

The gloves are off man. (actually it was on and a good thing, but you'll have to read below)

Remember Steve and Tami? hmm? do ya? I do. Delitefull couple. I miss them.

Read Zig's first Prince of Dork post here..........

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

its Tuesaday! ya!

TMI Tuesday #81

1. Ideal amount of sex per week?

ummmm let me get back to you on this one....OK it thought about... and my answer is..... The ideal amount of sex is the amount that leaves me happy, sexy feeling, appreciated, renewed, and satisfied. Mostly the "ideal" would be until I have had enough but I have learned that sometimes a nudge past enough elicts spectular results!

2. Ever had an online affair?

I love my Zig.

3. Are you a member of the mile high club?

NO! Damn it! I cant seem to get Zig to fly.

4. Are you predjudice against any particular group of people?

it varies. I try not to punish a whole group for individuals though.

5. What constitutes bad sex?

Bad sex? bad sex is sex with someone who does not care to satisfy your needs. I could care less if you blow in 30 seconds, but you damn well better not roll over and be done. At least have the decency to realize I barely warmed up and now need some attention from you hand, lips, or toy. The other form of bad sex is misinformation. Just because you read in Hustler that I have a magic button does not mean it is my only part that works, or that you should attack it with vigor from the first drop of clothing. Even if your sexually well educated it doesnt mean a damn thing if you dont talk to your partner and be willing to laugh and explore and take honest feedback about what works or doesnt. One womans WOOHOO! maybe anothers UGGHHH!. pay attention.

Bonus (as in optional): Can females ejaculate?