Sorry..

Sorry it's been so long...I do have quite a bit of news to tell you though. I had a wreck in my car. Thankfully it wasn't too bad, my car barely got dinged up. Her bumper got broken and in front of the driver side door it was bent in. She acted like she was having trouble opening her car door, but it was find. However it was my fault, and I have to go to the court on the 12th of July. 3 days before my birthday, nice huh?

In other news I've met a guy. I really like this one. He is 38. Almost 10 years older than I am. He keeps saying how old he is. Sure doesn't seem like it, ooops, did I really type that? Anyways. We went out to Timbuck2 which is a dance club here and danced some and played some pool. (He really is good at pool and he really is a good show-off too). MEN!! Anyways, after that we went back to his house in Ada and you can use your imagination from there. We finally got to bed about 5:00 in the morning. Then he fixed breakfast. He is a doctor and he had to go by the clinic to get some glasses for one of his patients and he had to take them down to TX. So when he took me by the clinic, I didn't have any sunglasses, because I came back by the house and then we left in his car (Jaguar..it's sweet!) and he gave me a pair of Versace sunglasses. Just gave them to me. Like it was nothing. He is really sweet. He opens doors for me and pays for dinner and everything. I really do like him and I really want to hold on to this one.

My beautiful car! :(

I am so unbelieveable totally pissed off at myself right now it's unreal. I took my car down a dirt road, it looked find, then it got worse. I didn't know how to get out of it. It was a curvy windy road and I knew I could never back out of that. I finally found a place where it got really bad but there was a place where I COULD turn around right before it. One the way back there was one place where I had two decisions I could go, well I decided to go the wrong way so I backed up and guess what? Right into some fucking trees!! Scratched the hell out of my car all the way down the side. I was so pissed at myself. Then I get home only to make another discovery. I had broken my bumper on the passenger side. Yeah, I learned something, no more dirt roads, just a little bit too late and several hundred dollars. That was fucking stupid!!

Come see!

Come see my other blog too guys please? I've been posting there too. Hugs, Kara

This sucks!

Okay, I've determined my life officially sucks!! The guy that I met the other day has not called me back since Sunday. This is not a good sign when he called me like a thousand times Sunday, then nothing Sunday night and nothing at all today. I've tried calling him and I get his voice mail everytime. I think he is screening his calls to avoid me. Wouldn't surprise me, that's the way every other man has done me. There was Ricky that showed up after several years in the Navy (which I knew before he went into the Navy) then he disappeared on me. Then there was Creighton, that I met online but lived here in Ardmore, he came by and met me and my parents and when I walked him out to the car, he said he wanted to see me again, then he sent me an IM an said he didn't. Then there was my ex who was abusive and kissed another girl in front of me and now there is Johnathan. The only one's that I've determined that are not assholes are Awe Geoffery and Doug from the blogs here (and the guys here that I failed to mention, these are to the three that just popped into my mind, I'm sorry to you other guys out there, I don't think you are assholes either) But all the other's in my life are assholes. I think I am just going to give up and say screw'em all!

Update

On the last couple of days. I went to Timbuck2 Saturday night with a friend (Vanessa) and danced with a few guys. One asked me to dance, it was a cowboy and he was really cute. Being as long as it was since I had danced I kept stepping on his feet. He kept telling me to relax. Finally I did and a fast song came on and he asked me if could two step fast so we did. I ended up falling over once because he was twirling me and spinning me. It's been to long since I've done that. I danced with another guy and he ended up kissing me. He is really sweet and he met me and my friend out at the lake today.So all in all I've had a good past couple of days, if only the rest of my life would be this good I'd be happy. :)

In response to Amy's post today...

Okay, blame Amy she got me started on this one (love ya Amy! :D ). Anyways, my day at work today was nothing but crap, actually for the last week or so. I've been working for 11 hour days 5 days a week and 8 hours on what is SUPPOSED to be my day off. Yeah I have a crappy ass job. Aside from that our customer's are rude and they treat people like crap or dirt or something that's been scraped up off the street or all of the above. Anyhow I had a customer call today and she gave her gift certificate number, she started rattling it off and I'm like whoa, slow down I can't write that fast. She said oh I'm sorry I didn't know you were writing it...what the fuck did she think I was doing? Memorizing it? Shit I can't even memorize it that fast. Anyways I told her to slow down so she did...I wrote it down WHILE she was telling it to me. At the end of the order the gift certificate came up invalid and I told her so. I asked her if she had gotten the gift certificate from a radio show or from a past order. She started explaining to me WHY she got it... this is NOT what I asked!! A simple I got it from my last order would have sufficed. I looked up her past orders and found the gift certificate. The gift certificate was not a damn thing like the one she gave me before. She did manage to put the letters where the letters go and the numbers where the numbers go and the dashes where the dashes go...other than that the numbers were different. I told her that the gift certificate number was such and such and not the number she gave me...she said that is what I gave you. BULL SHIT LADY!! I AM NOT STUPID, AND I AM NOT A LIAR!! I do know my abc's and 123's, which is more than I can say for you right now.

There was another lady that had called and was talking to a friend and she asked her...do you know what a centerpiece is...my friend nicely replied yes ma'am I do. Lady: it is something that you put on the table. I want it 10" big. Friend: I can ask the florist to make it that size for you. Lady: NO! I want a centerpiece that is 10" big, do you really know what a centerpiece is? It is something that you put in the middle of the table to decorate the table, I don't want it very big because I don't want people to have to look around it to converse. On and on the woman went, she was very demeaning and very rude and told my friend she didn't know what she was doing and that she didn't know what she was doing. She asked where my friend lived and then she said that she was a spelling teacher...I told my friend she should have asked her if she could spell Oklahoma. She should have told her too that she needs to learn how to be a little nicer and learn how to respect others. My friend didn't do anything but try to help her. She didn't deserve to be spoke to that way. But unfortuantely we can't say things like that, because we are professionals, even when we don't feel like being so. (I have another post down there so keep reading please?)

I'm so excited!!

I am going out this afternoon with a friend, we are going out to a dance hall outside of town tonight and it is going to be so much fun!! Then tomorrow we are going to go out to the lake and swim and go out on the boat and proabably ride the intertube. I told her there was no way she'd get me on skis though. I would get up. I can do that. But then I'd go right back down and get a bunch of water up my nose, so it ain't a gonna happen. HUH-UH, NO-WAY, NOT ME! If you feel froggy that's just fine, go ahead start jumping. But this froggy forgot how to jump. (Or at least it's going to claim to). Anyways, I'm ready to have some FUN!! I wish I could share it with one of you guys, maybe Amy or Axe or Janice.....I think my life is really starting to change now. Maybe I should buy Axe a plane ticket when I get my new job and we can have a us a grand ol' time...what have you to say about that Axe? Love ya guys and take care!!

Murray State.

I went over to the Higher Education Center on Thursday and told them that I wanted to apply for college. So I took the test that Thursday (I'd gone in about 11:30, they said be back at 1:30) LOL, so I went in and took the test. Here are my scores, on the COMPASS Writing Skills Placement Test, I had to have a 24 or above, I made and 87 on the COMPASS Reading Placement Test, I had to have a 71 I mad a 67 (that wasn't so good), on the COMPASS Math Placement Test I had to have a 33, I made a 41 (which really surprise me because I am really bad at math). I am going for Criminal Justice, if anyone else out there is interested in Criminal Justice, read on, this is what it requires (pretty much, it may require a little more or less where you are.) They are wanting me to take this at Murray State College in Tishumingo, I am looking forward to actually getting a degree and making something of myself. LOL YIPEE!!

Anyways as promised this is what Criminal Justice requires

Freshman Year
First Semester
CR1- Ori 1011-New Student Orientation
CR3- ENG1113-English Comp I
CR3- CJ1113-Intro Criminal Justice
CR3-HST1483 United States Hist. to 1865 OR
HST1493 United States Hist s. 1865
CR4-CHM114General Chemistry I OR
General Physical Science
CR3-CIS1113 Computer Concepts and Applic.
Total Hours 16

Second Semester
CR3-ENG 1214 English Comp II
CR2-PE1112 Personal Health or
PE2212 First Aid
CR3-SOC1113 Intro to Sociology
CR4-BIO1114 Gneral Biological Science
Total Hours 15

Sophomore Year
First Semester
CR3-PSY1113 Intro to Psychology
CR3-SPC1113Fundamentals of Speech
CR3-HST1423 World Civilization to 1715 OR
HST1433 World Civilization since 1715
CR3-CJ2323 Criminal Law
CR3-Criminal Justice Elective
Total Hours 15

Second Semester
CR3-MTH1513 College Algebra
CR3-HUM1113 Integrated Humanities
CR3-SPA1115 Beginning Spanish
CR3-Criminal Justice Elective
CR3-Criminal Justice Elective
Total Hours 15

Electives
CJ1483- Legal Research
CJ2433- Domestic Relations
SOC2143- Cultural Diversities
CJ243- Criminal Procedures
GVT2343- Intro to State and Local Gov.
SOC2063- Dev, Crime and Delinquency
SPA1114-Beginning Spanish I

They also have Art or Music Appreciation and Literature.

I need to figure out which electives I want to take, I think Criminal Procedures and Devience, Crime and Delinquency will be a couple. There is still another one though...what do you think...Domestic Relations or Beginning Spanish I?

Check it out guys!

I've started a new blog, I wasn't able to remember the name to my old one (Kara's home). So I started a new one, for more info as to why please go and see that one. I will keep this one updated with pictures as often as possible, I miss everyone so much and I love you all, you've all been so very kind to me and I appreciate it so much. I just wish that everyone was here to share it with me still. I've lost a few of them though. Janice has closed her blog and Jill, well I've lost her too. But I've still got you and that means alot, thanks guys, you're the best! Love ya and look forward to hearing from you more. Sorry I haven't been a better friend and come to see your blog more often. I'll try to do better, I promise. ;) My new blog address is
http://my-living-room.blogspot.com

Ooops!

Sorry, I guess you are right. I have been absent too long. I'm sorry.

I do have good news though. Sorta.

This is kind of a long story, but it is one that I will cherish forever. Even if it is over (I don't know if is or not...I'll explain, keep reading). Anyways, there is this guy that I REALLY like, he used to work for Southern Vending and he filled the machines at work. Well in October about 3 years ago we went to a haunted house together and we kept going though it again and again, it was SO much fun, I think it was his prescense that made it so much more fun though. Well, use your imagination as to what happened from there...I really don't think I need to spell (or type) it out for you. Anyways, he joined the Navy and he left for about 3 years. I kept emailing him but I never got an email back, because he couldn't check his email while he was on the ship. The other day I got an email back from him, I was SO surprised all I could do was jump up and down with excitement. He gave me his phone number and I called him. We started talking again and he came over to the house on Friday. It was about 9:00 it was 11:30 when I came back in, it didn't seem like we had been talking that long. He told me how much he'd missed me and vice versa and he told me everywhere he'd been and done and etc. and he kissed me before he left and just held me to his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, it was so nice! Saturday we went out and ate together. Sunday though he wasn't able to come over, he went to church with his stepmom (or something) and then they went out to his dad's grave. I talked to him that night. I was kinda upset because I didn't get to see him that day, but I kinda understood. I don't know if he had gone to see his father's grave yet or not, but I tried to call him later that night and I've been trying to call him since and he won't answer the calls and I've tried to text him and he won't answer them either. So I don't know if it is something that I did, or if he is because of his father. I don't know what to think, but I am more worried about him. I hope that everything is okay. Even if he doesn't want a relationship, I at least want to stay friends. But I really do want a relationship from this. I really do have feelings for him, I feel safe with him and I think it was fate that brought us back together, if you believe in that sort of thing. What do you think?

Absent

Are there times that you are in a crowded room, even when everything is silent...or even if the room isn't crowded and you're just one of the few people...but you ARE there, but yet you aren't. Have you ever felt this way? Either because you wish you weren't there and you just shrink back in a little whole and want to get away from everyone and everything and avoid the whole conversation going on...or you are just plain ignored, no matter what you do...you could get up in the middle of that crowded room, stark naked, standing up at highest point, screaming at the top of your lungs and they would just look around you and just keep talking and doing what they were doing. Bear in mind you are still naked, you start dancing and put little tastels on your boobs, let down your hair, and do a lap dance for someone. You are still not getting any attention. Ok, so I have not done this...but I have felt that if I did I still will not get any attention, and sometimes I deserve it. I will do something good and will work hard doing it and everyone DOES see my work, (how could they not when it is in black in white right in front of them {or blue and white, depends on which pen I used}.) Do I ever get a thank you, or a kiss my ass? No...sometime I even get it handed back to me and told you didn't do this right and I have to go back and fix it...what is wrong with you fixing it while you taking care of it and just telling me of the problem, that way I know better next time? Are we afraid that we are going to have to do a little something extra or that we won't be thanked for what we do? A little appreciation does go a long way. So I am glad they don't call roll anymore, I am glad I am too old, cause if they called me Kara are you hear? I'd answer ABSENT!...and then get sent to the principle's office.

Ex-husbands

What is it with ex-husbands...and they out to ruin your lives, or just to make them a living hell? My kids came home from their father's this weekend and told me that their dad had taken them to Texas, the court papers say that he is not supposed to take the kids out of the state unless I know about it. I had no idea.

Also around the holidays or when one of my kids has something to do...generally Codi...like his boyscouts or karate, etc he works with me so that we can get him there and when he wants to do something I work with him. He called me the other day and told me he wanted the kids for Easter. I told him I was going to talk to their grandparents and see if they had anything planned and get back to him, he wanted to know right then and I again told him that I'd get back to him. He started being hateful so I hung up on him, he kept calling back...harrassing me. He talked to me like that when we were married and I sure as hell don't have to put up with it when we aren't married! I sure as hell am not going to either. I was planning on working with him, but I don't plan on doing it now. He told me he was going to come and get them. When he comes to the door and starts harrassing me about it, that's fine, I have a couple of cop friends that will take care of him for me. Besides the court papers say that I am supposed to have them this Easter, there is nothing that he can do about that.

I'm tired of being pushed around by men...it's bad to be treated that way when you're married, it's really bad when they continue to try to do it when you're not!

As for the child support that he isn't paying, he said that he got hurt at Aaron's, he also said that he filed for disability, but he didn't get it. If he hurts as bad as he makes it out to be when he comes over to get the kids, he could get the disability and pay his child support. Oh I hate ex husbands!

Anyways please keep reading and read my next story. Hugs, Kara

Gentle Touch.

My heart yearns for your spirit, my body yearns for your gentle touch. The gentlest touch, brushing accross my bear skin, making it tingle with sweet pleasure. You run your fingers over my lips and I brush my tongue over them. I run my tongue up your arm and find my way to your lips. I brush my tongue over them lightly, then I lightly begin to nibble on them and work my way to your ears, and do the same thing there. I come back and kiss you deeply and intensly... until I can feel your passion and you can feel mine. What is left is now left between me and Bobby...but of course you can use your imagination. :)

Dead

Military

I read this and I was astounded, how can someone be so ungrateful?

Talk about ungrateful.

Golden Memories...

There comes times when you sit down and reflect on memories of the past. Memories of loved ones who have passed on. Memories of childhood. Memories of past relationships (good or bad) they made you or why are now...who you are today. You make the best you...not anybody else. Anyways back to the case in point. "Golden Memories" are irrereplaceable. You have learned from them. Just like Bobby and how he learned not to be like his father. What his mother did for him and who she was and is now. Seems to me she was a beautiful woman who stood up for her children the best she knew how. Golden Memories...yes? I have several of my own, especially from my grandmother, the way her house always smelled like roses, or how she always cut up apples for me and my sister. How I made it through my last relationship. Or my health condition. That I made it through just fine and finally getting my liscense after 13 years.

What is your "Golden Memory?

Stupity?

Apparently people think we are stupid! I had a guy on chat today and he was mad, he said that the flowers that were delivered to the funeral home were awful and they were late and he was embarrassed! The usual spill from our customer's (which the order usually turns out to be fine, after we call the recipient to check on the order, we are advised of this). Anyways, that is so totally not the point. He tells me that he is not happy with the flowers that were delivered and they were supposed to be delivered by 2:00. Okay 1st of all, there was no time request on the order, how if the florist supposed to know to get it delivered by 2:00 when there is no message to get it there by that time and 2nd, even if there were a time request our hours are not guaranteed. Then he claims a quality issue. I called and spoke with the funeral home. I spoke with a gentleman there, he told me the viewings were that night and the services were tomorrow and there was nothing wrong with the flowers. I told him this and he didn't have anything to say, except "e-mail me with a resolution" so I did. I told him there was nothing we could do. We get lied to all the time and they don't think we'll ever find out or catch them. What is really amazing is when they place credit card fraud orders...but that's a whole other story!

Let's just say, we're not stupid. :)

Just to blow off steam...

Oh boy I am so pissed right now I can't see straight! I went to Wal-mart today to see if they had my film that I had turned in on the 2nd. I had turned 3 rolls of film in, at the same time, they managed to get 2 of them back to me...but where is the 3rd? They still can't find it. Why the hell wasn't it with the other 2, I mean all 3 of them were turned in together! I also turned another roll of film in on the 7th. Not there either. I was so pissed I was sitting there shaking. Now I don't get pissed too easy. But this is someone's memories you're fucking with. I had 3 ticket numbers with the 1st ones I turned in and told him I didn't know which ones had come back and which one hadn't, you know what he told me? Well without knowing the exact number we can't find it...well track each of the mother fuckers then!! It's your damn fault, not mine! Whats worse, they don't even seem to fucking care. I won't be going back to Wal-mart with my film. I'll go to Wal-greens or something like that.

Favorites

Here are some of my favorites of Bobby. Now I have had my Bobby fix for the day. Well ummm... no... I lied, For this morning. I'll be back to see more from yal's blogs this afternoon :)

Disfunctional

Disfunctional Disfunction...

I read Axe's blog this afternoon and these words are what came to mind. Not quite sure what they mean really. Not sure why they came to mind. Except the fact that when I went to eat with a couple of friends they were talking about "Wardrobe disfunctions" and "Erectile disfunctions". This is what the dinner converstion revolved around. Interesting, huh? Glad I don't have a week stomach. But it really was quite hilarious. Practically had us all 3 rolling. Now everytime we see each other we say E.D. We just start laughing.

But really I think I have a few of those myself every once in awhile. LOL

More about Friends

Of course the problems with friends is the people that you "thought" were your friends doublecross you and you realize they apparently were never your friends to begin with. Aren't friends so supposed to forgive and forget? Problem is I didn't do a damn thing wrong, I apologized and she is still not talking to me. I give up and I'm tired of caring!

Friends

Friends are something
To be treasured
Not something
That can be measured
In feet or inches
But in measured in love
Like a beautiful red rose,
The beauty of a dove,
Like a harp and it's melody
Floating and rising above
The tallest treetops,
Over valley's an hills
But even when that stops
The friendship continues on.

By Kara

"From my Inbox" as Amy would say.

Dear Kotex,
I recently noticed that the peel-off strip of my panty liner had a bunch of "Kotex Tips for Life" on it. Annoying advice such as:

Staying active during your period can relieve cramps.
Avoiding caffeine may help reduce cramps and headaches.
Drink 6-8 glasses of water a day to keep you hydrated and feeling fresh.
Try Kotex blah blah blah other products.
Obviously the person behind this was someone who has never possessed a functioning set of ovaries. Go ahead and tell a menstruating woman TO HER FACE
that drinking 6-8 glasses of water will help keep her feeling fresh.

See what happens and report back. I'll wait.

While you're at it, dump out the coffee at work and remove the chocolate from the vending machine. I guarangoddamntee that the first responders will be females who just ovulated.

Look, females don't need or want tips for living on feminine hygiene products. Younger girls are already hearing "helpful" crap like that from their elderly relatives. Veteran females have already concocted their own recipes for survival, many of which contain alcohol.

Printing out useless advice while sneaking in ads for the brand THAT WAS ALREADY PURCHASED is just plain annoying, not to mention rude and enough to send a girl running to the Always brand. Mostly we'd like to forget that we even need these products. It's not a fun time, but DO NOT try to cheer us up by adding smiley faces or bunnies or flowery cutesy crap to your products or the packaging. Put the "stuff" in a plain brown wrapper so we can throw it in our carts discreetly and have it blend in among the wine and beer!! There is nothing more annoying than having a blinding pink package announcing your uterine state to everyone in the store.

The ultimate goal of your product should be functional invisibility at every stage, including at the point of purchase. So take your tips for living and shove them right up your ass. (Try drinking six to eight glasses of water to make you feel fresher while you're doing it!)

Ovarily Yours,
Miss PMS

Behind every successful woman are several confused men who give her something to make fun of.-writer Sarah Miller

Passionate Kisses

(Claire Dolan)

Could you imagine a long, hard (behave Axe) passionate kiss from Bobby?

I would be in Heaven!

Thanks to a friend..Linda.. from a party group I'm in,

she has provided me with several pictures that she has allowed me to post

which I will post over an amount of time.

Remember...

Remember you are supposed to tag 5 people!

Why woman are crabby

We start to bud in our blouses at 9 or 10 years old & find anything that comes in contact with those tender blooming buds hurts so bad it brings us to tears. Only to enter the almighty uncomfortable trarining bra contraption, that the boys in school will snap until we have calluses on our backs.

Next we get our periods in our early to mid-teens (or sooner) along with those blooming buds, we now bloat, we cramp, we get hormones, crankies, have to wear little mattresses between our lets or instert little tubular rods in places we didn't even know we had.

Our next little right of passage, premarital or not is having sex for the first time which is about as much fun as havin a ram-rod pushed up your uterus and up through your nostrils. (If he did it right and didn't end up with his little cart before his horse)., leaving us to wonder what all the fuss was about.

Then it's off to motherhood where we learn to live on dry crackers and water for a few months so we don't spend the entire day leaving over Brother John. Of course, amazing creatures they are (and we are), we learn to live with the growning angels inside us steadily kicking our innards night and day making us wonder if we are having Rosemary's baby. Our once flat bellies now look like we swallowed a watermellon whole and we pee our pants everytime we sneeze.

When the big moment arrives. The dam in our Blessed Nether Regions will invariably burst, right in the middle of the mall and we'll waddle with our big cartoon fee moaning in pain all the way to the E.R. Then it's huff and puff and beg to die while the O.B. says "please stop screaming Mrs Hearmeroar, calm down and push, just one more (or 10)" warranting a strong will do punch the bastard (and hubby) square in the nose, for making us cram a wiggling mushroom headed 10 lbs bowling ball through a keyhole.

After that it's to time to raise those angels only to find that when all the "cute" wears off, the beautiful little darlings, morph into walking, jabbering, wet, gooey, snot-blowing, life sucking little poop machines.

The teen years...need I say more?

The kids are almost grown now and we women hit our voracious sexual prime in our mid 30's, early 40's, while hubby had his sexual prime somewhere around his 18th birthday (which happens to be the reason all that early hot man sex got you pregnant in the first place.)

Now we hot the grand finale, "The menopause, the grandmother of all womanhood. It's either take the RT and chance cancel in those now seasoned buds or the forementions Nether Regions, or sweat like a hog in July, wash your sheets and pillow cases daily and bite the head off anything that moves.

Now you ask WHY women seem to be more spiteful that men, when me get it off so easy?

INCLUDING the icing on life's cake, beeing able to pee in the woods without soaking our socks.

Womanhood would make the great Gandhi a tad crabby... Women are the weaker sex?

YEAH...RIGHT!!!

Here they are guys! TAG!

Thought it was for a game of Tag. Haven't played in a LONG time.

1. Do you have a nickname? (other than your blogger nickname).
2. If so what is it?
3. What is your favorite memory as a child?
4. What relative did you like the most?
(Besides your immediate family ex. brother\sisters\mom\dad)
5. Who is your best friend?

My answers:

1. Yes
2. Care Bear
3. This is sad, it's hard for me to answer my own question. I can give you alot of bad memories
though. I supposed going to Disney World with my family. That's all I can think of right now.
4. My cousin Jay, he was ALOT of fun!
5. I have a lot of great friends here. But I think that I am closest to Axe. I can talk to her about
anything!

Okay, now I tag

Axe

Eliza

Amy

Janice

and

Jackson

I was only going to tag 5 people, but just out of spite for the comment left on Amy's blog, I've

decided to tag another.

So Manon, you've been tagged also.

:)

Ooops!

Axe, Janice, Eliza, Amy and Jackson I tagged you guys and I had written some questions for you to answer and then you were supposed to send them on, but like the dummy that I am. I told each of you to see my blog before saving the questions, and my computer kicked me off line. I didn't get the chance to save the questions to blogger :(. I will repost them this evening. (If I can think of them again, if not I think of some more). Sorry guys, some times stupidty really does get in the way. Hugs, Kara

Handcuffs...

Okay so I haven't come up with one of my handcuff stories in awhile and I thought it's about time... so here goes nothing.

I heard Bobby come in the front door and he yelled for me while going down the hall, looking in each room trying to find me. I sat real quite, just to see how long it would take for him to find me, even though I felt like a little kid again and we were playing hide and go seek again. Little did I know that I was going to be punished later for hiding from him. He finally found me, after what seemed an eternity. He picked me up and kissed me and carried me out the front door. We drove around for awhile and we drove out to a lake, and he stopped he pulled out the handcuffs. I thought we were going to make hot passionate sex in the backseat or something. But apparently he had something else on his mind. He threw the handcuffs on the dashboard and told me to get out of the car and strip, so I was happy to oblige the man. We walked down to the lake and skinny dipped and swung off a rope tied to a tree they had there, but I got a rope burn so I quit. Bobby kissed it for me. When we had gotten done, he still wouldn't let me get dressed. He grabbed the handcuffs and found the nearest tree and pulled my arms around behind me (and the tree) and cuffed me wrists together. Thankfully the tree wasn't that big. He then picked me up. Told me to put my legs around him, and that was when we had hot passionate sex. The man had me so worn out when we were done and my backside hurt from the bark. I told him he's going to have to give it some real TLC later. He told me "it would be my pleasure". I am really forward to this one. I do have to make sure Bobby keeps up with his handcuffs.

How do you spell Vincent?

H-O-T

Put a little Woo-hoo in your day!

Shackles, chains and whips. Woo-hoo!

Makes me think of me and Bobby or me and Mikey, doesn't matter which, whichever one is handy!

Wrong Turn

My mistake.

I've made a mistake and I've made my friends lose interest in my blog. I've made this blog all about me. Well it's going to stop, I'm going to shut up and stop talking about me altogether, because my friends have just stopped coming to see me. If you still don't come, then I know exactly what the problem is! So from now on it's all about Bobby and Mikey. Love ya guys!

W.Virginia Miner

Update on W. Virginia Miner

Hopes, dreams and fears

My hopes, my dreams, my fears,
I've given to someone...someone
Throughout these years,
However, I don't know who he is.
And I've shed all my tears.

I sit alone and say,
Things I've never told anyone,
Share my actual feelings? Nohow, noway,
I tell this to the empty darkness,
As by myself I lay.

As my hopes flutter away,
As my dreams pass me by,
But fears stay with me today.
Who to share them with?
What am I to say?

I've felt like I've lost many friends,
And gathered several foes,
But who really shows it in the end,
Who really even knows?

By Kara Kahle