I just ordered the book, Sperm Wars: Infidelity, Sexual Conflict, and Other Bedroom Battles, on Amazon. It was a ground breaking book written by a scientist. She (Robin Baker) learned that women are designed to have multiple partners biologically. While I’m not interested in cheating on hubby I still find the concept very empowering. We are the ones who ultimately choose who is best fit to carry on the human race-not men.
Anyway-I haven’t read it-looking forward to learning more…
I find it seriously annoying that the big message out there for feeling like a goddess is a razor for women. I do not even want to mention the name as I do not want to give them any accidental advertising. URGH! Also that the only show that teaches women how to love their bodies is hosted by a gay man! It’s a great show but please??? Can’t we do better than this?
There are lots of things that I do to feel sexy. There are other things that I do to look sexy. I won’t go into the list but lets just say that it is long and involved. Everything from exercise, clothing, makeup, self talk, hair etc…
So the other night, I was in the heat of passion with my hubby. He told me that I was really sexy and I asked him why. It was basically a list of three things:
1. I like sex
2. I have big boobs
3. The color of the inside of my vagina is apparently a nice rosy pink (I have embellished that if you can believe it).
So, ladies, there you have it. The three essentials from the perspective of a man. I know that each man has a slightly different list. But not that different. Maybe round butt or long legs, instead of big boobs but that’s about it.
Keep that in mind the next time you feel the eye lash curler and bikini wax are ESSENTIAL!
Today is day 8 post op. I am getting somewhat into a rhythm. I am making sure to have all my protein each day as that is crucial for healing. I also finally got the fiber that my doc recommended, it’s called, Benefiber. It actually dissolved so well that I really couldn’t tell it was mixed in. I had a liquid multi/fiber drink and felt so healthy! I recommend this fiber for anyone! Hubby asked if it “worked”. I will have to get back to you on that. I recommend it for anyone!
Let’s see-there is much to report. On Tuesday night-I reclaimed my body! I actually took the time (and yes it took while) to have my first post op orgasm! YEAH! It wasn’t the greatest one ever, but I was so glad to have my self back. I really feel that a woman’s ability to pleasure herself if so connected with her spirit and power-I am glad to report that I am back in the solitary saddle. I think that I will have to wait for the incisions to heal for a bit longer before getting back in the saddle with Hubby. It’s so great that I don’t have to be dependent on anyone for my own orgasm!
Why is it important? I believe that Goddess gave us the ability for a great reason! Why would we be able to cause ourselves such joy without any negative consequences (except those sometimes imposed by society) unless it was a vital part of our existence? So ladies reading this – if you’re not already on the bandwagon-please climb on and have some fun! Ok, I’ll get off my soap box now.
Next, I saw this great show yesterday, called, How to Look Good Naked. It’s on Lifetime. Hosted by Carson Kressley of Queer Eye For the Straight Guy fame. I find if frustrating that it takes a gay man to teach women how to love their bodies but at least someone is doing it! Plus he is really funny. I want to be really really clear that just because I had weight loss surgery does not mean that I think that I have to be thin to be beautiful. I have achieve a weight where I cannot do the things that I dream of, I have difficulty playing with my son, I cannot fit into lots of chairs including airplane seats, I can barely buckle my car seat belt, I have difficulty reaching my butt for wiping, and sex is less enjoyable because of my big belly. So, all the gory detail is to tell you that I still think I am beautiful and sexy. I am excited about getting smaller for lots of reasons and yes, some of them are about clothes and appearance but I do not think that I need to be a small woman to be a sexy one. Also, I will never have a perfect body, since NO ONE does and will continue to learn to love me more every day. I also got the surgery because I have spent a life time obsessing about what to eat and what not to eat and I am ready to spend my energy on other pursuits. I recommend this show because it teaches all women to love their bodies and enjoy them as they are today!
So, I love the show because it take women who are really pretty normal and teaches them to love and flaunt their body.
I think that is about it for me for now. I with that I could find a photographer who would do a tasteful line of nude photos for me-photographers out there-new biz opp!
On being a b*tch-we all are. Every Goddess is a b*tch. It is a part of us-we just cannot help it. Remember when you feel this way and think that whatever you are being b*tchy about seems really real-it may just be the inner b*tch flaring up and saying “HEAR ME”. “EXPRESS ME.”
She needs to be expressed and that’s ok. She is an important part of us-she protects us and keeps us from getting walked all over or from taking care of others ALL the time. Like a petulant child who declares,with all sincerity, “I hate you!” she also declares such bold feelings of dislike and riteousness for others. However, while we usually remember that the child really is just angry and does not hate us, we frequently forget the the b*tch is also just demanding for a feeling to be heard-not speaking great truths.
Take what she says as an indicator of unexpressed feelings or un-nurtured aspects of self-not as the the truth.
Bless My Inner B*itch-And yours too!
Today I realized that we are all like babies.
When my son was a newborn, I remember planning a morning out. First we’d dash to the grocery store, pop by Target, swing over to the dry cleaners and then stop at the drug store on the way home. I’d set out with my new baby, his 500 pound car seat, his newborn temperament and inevitably about half way through my list at the grocery store (my first stop), I’d dash to the checkout lane, figure my husband would have to pick up the rest and then go home. Either he was fussy or tired or hungry. Target was not a stop but the actual activity that would take up our whole morning. A day was not about accomplishing a long list of to do items but hopefully getting through one item completely without too much spit up on my shirt.
I am on day 3 of my detox diet and I feel the same as my new baby did. I just can’t be out too long. I either need a snack or a rest or just to get out of the public eye. I look ahead to my new life with lapband and think it will be the same or even more so. I am told it will take me 30 minutes just to get down 1/2 cup of food. I’m going to have to get up earlier to do that in the morning.
So I think, what else is our life about? I mean, did Goddess really put me here to see how many errands I could knock out in a morning or to see how I could learn to be so present to the Goddess in me and my family and friends to take the time that is needed for our nourishment, nurturing and survival. Can you imagine a cave person saying that there was no time to cook food for the hearth because “I am just too busy-this leather won’t tan itself! Plus I have to gather berries and repair everyone’s clothes-we’ll just throw together something or get drive thru at the cave up the hill?” Nothing is more important that the care and feeding of ourselves and our families.
So, I am trying to see myself as a newborn, learning to live in a body and be loved and love. How to survive and thrive. I invite, beg, implore and plead my goddess sisters to do the same. Love yourselves-Goddess is in you, love her there first instead of last.