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sugarbabies…
for a long time the door at my country place was painted Hot Pink…
i did it myself… on a hot summer day in just a hanes wife beater t shirt … and panties (one of the perks of country life…you dont HAVE to wear pants…)
and it was puuurfect… everyone always commented how “ME” it was…I took it as a compliment… even on the occasions when i knew it was a backhanded one at best…
because
and this is important kids…
i didnt care… what anyone else thought of it…. i loved it… i grinned every time i saw it come into view…and if you had asked me to name my favorite thing about that house that summer i would not have paused for a moment…before laughing and saying …the hot pink pu$$y cat entrance….
eventually …. one of the handymen inadvertently painted the door gray…for reals…he painted my HOT PINK front door industrial gray….that was a colossal communication cluster …but whatever -thats another story
the point is…
i loved my hot pink door…
i came by it naturally… or at least i felt like i did…when i was young my Granny lived in pink house… a crazily IMPRACTICAL…Victorian house on the Ocean… that was pink… i remember her coming home from a HOA meeting beaming proud of herself…for fooling the HOA into thinking her teensy pink paint chip was actually called “dusty taupe” …we danced on the porches while the house was painted… we loved it… with formal gardens everywhere… (in pots, of course, you do KNOW how hard it is to grow vintage roses in sand!!!) and well… Grandaddy… he just shook his head… and said…
whatever makes my girls happy…
and he meant it… of course… he took quite a ribbing at the clubhouse and the golf course… but he didnt care… he would just shrug his shoulders and say ….as long as his his girls were happy and that he knew if there was ever an emergency…the fire dept KNEW where the PINK house was in the sea of beigey beigey coastal architectural …
he didnt care either… and lately it may or may not have been pointed out to me by a good friend that maybe i have….
under (what i like to think was) the guise of graciousness…
cared a bit tooo much about what some people think…
i have made excuses for people when they hurt my feelings
when they hurt my friends
when they were rude
i accepted half hearted apologies that i shouldnt have….
and well…
if 2009 has been about anything sugarbabies…its been about CHANGE and that means me too…i think i should paint more stuff pink…
im gonna try much harder to pay much more attention to the people in my life who deserve it…and god knows they have been patient with me… and much less attention to those that dont…
because i realize that sooo many folks in my life have let me paint their proverbial houses pink….
they have taken risks with me…
they have held their collective breathe for me…
they have wondered what the heck is she doing?
and why on earth is she doing it?
they have shaken their heads at me…. and they have said
“whatever makes you happy”
and they have meant it…
and to all of them i am sooo thankful…
and to the others…
i’m afraid i just dont have the time anymore…
youre on your own…
its kinda like my great aunt fern always said...
sugar…youre gonna reap what you sow…
and there is no way that your sour grapes are my fault…
or my problem any more….
xoxo
sugarbabies…
im not usually a “joiner” but.. who could say no to the
4th annual silent poetry reading its …umm…TODAY!
be sure to pop around the blogosphere and see who else is posting poetry today…Start here or here trust me sugarbabies… poetry is sexy… and according to
Punxatawney Phil we are gonna be cooped up for a few more weeks…soo..
today is a good day to give it a go…..
Her Kind
I have gone out, a possessed witch
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.
I have found the warm caves in the woods,
filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,
closets, silks, innumerable goods;
fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:
whining, rearranging the disalign.
A woman like that is misunderstood.
I have been her kind.
I have ridden in your cart, driver,
waved my nude arms at villages going by,
learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.
-Anne Sexton
AND just one more… cause i know you dont reallly wannna get back to work just yet…
Desire
in my dreams
I hold my lovers
next to me all at once
and ask them
what was it I desired?
my hands are full
of their heads
like bunches of cut roses
blond hair, brown hair, red, black,
their eyes are pools of bewilderment
staring up at me
from the bouquet
what was it I desired?
I ask again
was it your bodies?
did I hope by draping
your flesh over me
I could escape
boredom
loneliness
gray hairs shooting
towards me
from the future
like thin arrows?
did I think I could escape,
by taking your breath
into my mouth,
did I think I could escape
the responsibility
of breathing?
what did I desire in you?
sex
knowledge?
power?
love?
did I expect the clouds to
crack
and blue moths to fly out of the stars?
did I expect a voice
to call to me
saying
“Here at last is the answer.”
what
I yell at them
shaking my lovers
what did I desire in you?
their ears fall off like petals
they shed their faces
in a pile at my feet
their bewildered eyes
pucker and close
centers of fallen flowers
the last face
floats down
circling in the darkness
at my feet
what did I desire in you? I whisper
the stems of their bodies
dry in my hands
– Mary Mackey
ok ok…i gave up fighting with wordpress to make this thing look half decent …i know its hard to read…but i think good poems…like good girls/boys…are worth a little struggle…
xoxo
sugarbabies…
there are a LOT of reasons to buy original artwork…. one of my faves is …cause they ship it wrapped in enough bubble wrap to cover the ENTIRE bed….
xoxo
hi sugarbabies…
for reasons i wont go into here and now…(this bitch is discreet if nothing else)…. i recently had occasion to be shopping at both Tiffany and Co. AND Cartier… personally i think Tiffany’s is *bitched…but whatever… at BOTH lil shops folks commented on my enamel and brass elephant bracelet..
pictured here…
cute right?? yeah i like it too… i wear it kind of often..
sooo….. i wasnt surprised when the salesgirl from cartier mentioned that she liked it…
what did surprise me …
was when a “girl” i can only describe as
Kim Kardashian with more crazy….and a harsh jersey accent …spoke up….
“i dont do vintage” she said…
then nodding at my bracelet…
“i’ve seen a bracelet like that before” she kept going…
“really???” i feigned interest … (i can be polite to a fault) ….. she kept going…
“i saw it at <insert name of expensive jeweler that specializes in estate jewelery> ” … she kept going..
“and if you ask me <note: no one had> 4k is tooo much to spend for something some other person has been wearing… maybe if it was platinum….or had some bling…i dont get that whole vintage thing?? its like goodwill or sum thang”….
my response was quick and casual….
“huummmm well… i can see why you might feel that way…..but this was a gift from <insert name of famous rockstar here> when we were together a few years ago…. it was his grandmothers.. he wouldnt take it back when we..umm…stopped seeing each other…even his mom told me to keep it…so i still wear it on occasion”
her eyes widened…her jaw dropped… “OH…well that is different -that’s family”
i pointed out that it wasnt MY family…. she looked confused… then asked if she could look closer…i extended my wrist…and gently slid my cashmere sweater sleeve up…..** she fondled the largest elephant with reverence…
“you can really tell the quality by the weight” she said ….unable to hide her new admiration for the chunky bit of jewelry she had rudely dismissed…
she left…mumbling something about heading back to the estate jewelry place for a second look at that “vintage crap” …..
i smiled and turned back to the sales girl …. who …..wisely…. had been quiet through the exchange…
“wow…when did you date <rockstar>” ?? …. she asked politely….
in the 90’s…. i replied…. but …we only went out a few times…
“and he gave you his grandmothers bracelet”??? she asked incredulously….
ummm..no…. this old thing??? i got it for 30 bucks at JCrew….
we both giggled….she might even have doubled over and given me a little girly fist bump that im sure they frown on in Cartier sales training…
— so to jersey kim—
suck it bitch…nobody asked you!
xoxo
ed notes
* -bitched- is how my friends and i described has been trends…. its a bad translation of a bad (local to barranquia columbia) slang spanish word… dont ask…
**that one was for you uncle keith
hi sugarbabies…
its probably the vodka talking…but whatevs … you deserve it…. youve been xxxtra patient with me…
you deserve a post….
soooo ive been sick…i know youre allll tired of hearing it…. not as tired as i am of battling the flu ebloa virus …but…. tired… sooo ….. a few times i managed to drag myself out of bed and stir up trouble… a couple of times…i thought i was better for a day or two… then BAM…back to bed with boxes of PuffsUltra… its the little in between bits that im gonna try to put down in words here… maybe a list would work?? ill try…in no particular order…..
- went to brunch at 12:30 at a tex mex place….and it ended at 1:30 am crashing a corner vip booth and getting felt up by lesbians in a club….with quick side trips to a swanky furniture store and a crowded irish pub…..some days…. the party starts early….
- spent valentines day with this fella…. whatever…. he was persistent….and sweet…
- accidentally called a clients laptop…his porn player… in a big ole business meeting…. as in… “here *dude* (not his real name) pass me your porn player….i know how to make it work for you “…..when the room went dead silent…. i then added…ever so professionally… “umm…. i guess…..thats what she said?”…. in spite of… or because of?? not sure which… i still got the job…
- pretty sure i gave myself heavy metal poisoning … trying to eat cracker barrel cheese and instead eating a bunch of the wrapper…. yeah i know…must be a blond thing….
- kissed a boy from NYC…prob gave him the Ebola virus…oops sorry dude…
- found myself
drivingskidding across the TR Bridge during a random winter storm that pretty much reduced “sex on wheels” to a very expensive sled… if not for the weird as hell hours that i keep… im sure i woulda totally crashed….DO NOT WANT!!! - encountered the following
clusterfuckminor setbacks trying to make Lemmonex’s champagne pear cupcakes- no mixer in my kitchen
- no grater in my kitchen
- no cupcake tin in my kitchen
- no measuring cups
- no measuring spoons
- no knife (ok ok … there are a few butter knives and two steak knives that i stole from the austin grill…fucking classy eh??)…i know the recipe doesnt call for knives..but at this point….i wanted to stab something…
- no mixing bowls (only chinese rice bowls… go figure)
- couldnt open the champagne bottle ……isnt THAT what boys are for?????
- dont have foggiest idea how to “sift” things together….is that somehow different from stirring???
- cant exactly turn on the oven portion of my stove…. its gas… im afraid im gonna kill myself…sticking my head in the oven to peek in and see if i can see that wee bit of blue flame under the pan thingy…and trying turn the knob and adjust the gas flow at the same time….
- and…last but not least…i was wearing these panties…..
i know, i know…. who still wears panties????
but …i do …cause they are cute….
and i was wearing these…
cause they were new…but they were scrunching up under my jeans… sooo….
i decided kamakazi was a better idea…
sooo….. i go to the ladies room…. pull off my jeans… and was taking my panties off…when they got tangled in my 5 inch tall “free gas” stilettos… this sends me careening and i certainly would have fallen completely over…but the stall was small…. so i kinda caught myself with my elbow but not before i slam my hip into the toilet paper holder and in the process… manage to knock my jeans over and into the toilet….. yep…sugarbabies….. being a sex kitten…. is NOT all bonbons and bacon ice cream…
xoxo
sugarbabies…
you know how fickle i can be….
i bore soooo easily…..
so while drifting in and out of a cold medicine induced coma…. (the dr says it is the flu..but im pretty sure it must be the ebola virus…cause ive never been so sick in my life) i left the television porn player tuned to current..
a lot of my friends/family are in the entertainment/media business so …they introduced me to it pretty early and.. well….. when it came up in conversation recently and several folks here in dc didnt know what i was talking about…. i was kinda shocked…
what?? you dont watch current???
babies….its the only channel i DO watch (not counting my guilty pleasures CSI and Law & Order…)
the seven min bursts of viewer created content…kind of annoyingly referred to as “pods”…. is perfect for ADD, pop culture junkies….
i know what you are thinking…you tube…on the tv…but thats not quite it…..
nobody has been more surprised than me over the past year or two at the consistently good content…provided by everyday assholes… us… the viewers…
production values vary and some of the pieces (i just cant call them “pods” sorry…) are glossier than others… but none of it feels like it has been filtered through the mainstream news channels, executive committees or test marketed in the midwest…that alone makes it feel..well not quite raw..but fresh…
now dont get me wrong…its not the wild west… and not EVERY idiot gets his piece on the tely… although a few memorable ones for me included:
-
following along when a chick goes for her first colonic… it was a train wreck i couldnt turn away
-
a transgendered llama farmer that repeatedly (and kinda creepily) referes to his llama as sexy legs…
-
a libertarian conspiracy to take over new hampshire …which actually sounds kinda cool…
but more often than not the stories are small…personal… and… surprisingly good…
-
russian skin heads that have taken to attacking immigrants or non-russians and posting the videos online
-
sloppy joe night at an orphanage in kenya… where all the children have HIV
-
three generations of soldiers speak candidly about war
-
a water gun spy/assassination tournament….. geek much?
- a street art program here in DC that interviews local artist James Coleman
there is a process to getting your video on current… and frankly….im not sure what it is….cause i have never taken the time to figure it out… but it involves the website and prob. some other stuff…
and oh yeah… i forgot..i think al gore is on the board of the company that owns current…. so i guess now he can say he invented television too… but whatevs…. i still like it..
i think you can find it everywhere…..here in dc on….cockcast channel 107 … and 366 on direct tv….
enjoy…
and tomorrow il type up the stuff you realllly come here for… the trash talk about the boys and who i may have infected with the ebola virus…
xoxo
sugababies…
i cant remember the last time i had sex…
sad… i know…
meanwhile my electric bill has tripled…go figure…
maybe the dry spell is because
ive been sick… for like a solid month…flu-eeeww
OR maybe
because ive been traveling …though now that i think about it… that rarely stops me …
…i kinda heart -on the road sex-
not IN the ROAD sex..although ok ok id prob like that too… but yeah..umm where was i?? On the Road Sex…yeah… its great..
- nobody wants to be your “boyfriend”… AND
- nobody goes looking for your blog…
… its not not as good as my HITACHI…. but hell…so few things in life are….dear baby jebus..thank you for the hitachi …i*heart* it very very much….
but seriously…even if it is only to get Al Gore and his team of smaller carbon footprint hippies…off my back *so to speak*…..
i should realllly get laid….soon…..
ok..ok… back to our regularly scheduled programming…
things i heart:
i cant believe nobody invented this before now!
its vodka WITH caffine…
now there is no need for me to drink coffee in the morning!!! i can go straight to vodka tonics with no reservations….and its pretty…
the lobster mac and cheese… still my fave comfort food… add the
bombe chocolate bombe and…
well this blond..is in a lil culinary comfort coma… not to mention snuggling in their bar all cozy and candlelit watching the world walk by freezing their nuts off… is a great way to spend an evening and a couple of hundred bucks….
i know my life is really great… because i can honestly say that some days…the biggest decision i have to make.. is…
lemon + sage OR vanilla + bergamot (its a fruit thing..i had to google it too)
but then i love all bliss…
call me a bliss junkie…
who can resist
soft, slippery AND smells good… whats not love??
and last but certainly not least….
i heart this place…
these folks will set you up on a date in like fifteen min!..i know… i know….
it sounds a little dangerous… but damn….. y’all know me… i like that in a date!
xoxo
hi sugarbabies…..
i had a post allll about my weekend and putting up the vintage aluminum christmas tree… and how i got some cowboys to help me…and the speeding ticket …. that would have been “reckless” ’cause well you know…..evidently i changed lanes something like 7 times in three miles…and at speeds over 75mph…. i didnt tell him i would have been doing about 95 BUT i was texting someone….
ok yeah..well nevermind about alll that…. cause….*sigh* last night…i found the PuuuuRFECT trench coat… you know ….tan …shoulder epaulets … a perfectly proportioned collar…belted… just the right length (neverrr happens)… the poor thing is just beggging….as in on its knees …. for some dark glasses ….. and naughty underthings…..
a christmas freaking miracle…..
ahh…. im sooo in love……
xoxo
sugarbabies…
when i told a boy that i couldnt go out ….because i had to run home to hang sticks from the ceiling…
for… you know… Thanksgiving….doesn’t everyone do that???
i mean …it IS Thanksgiving…there isnt room for the sticks on the table… duh….
but i dont think he understood… actually…i dont think ANYONE i tried to explain it to… understood…
soo….here subarbabies let me show you a pic..of my sticks…
it was a nice party…
football was watched… cocktails consumed…folks were fed… (and no…the lil birdies didnt poo on the table)…
im glad its over…whew!
back to our regularly scheduled programing…
xoxo
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