Almost There

Alright - major life happening number two is this Saturday. Woot. Once that's out of the way, I'll take maybe another week or so to re-spawn as they say in Nerd Fitness. I've got to figure out the new plan as I will no longer be an "I" but a part of a "we".  There's … Continue reading Almost There

True Love Is Real: Meet The Couple Who Reunited After 62 Years Apart

There’s still love in the world. It’s never too late to have one of you own. So looking forward to being able to share my story :-). Thank you to blogger James Michael Sama for posting this.  (click and give his blog a read through, I’m sure you’ll find quite a few posts of interest 🙂 )

James Michael Sama

So, you think that stories of epic, lifelong romance are reserved for novels or movies? Think again.

This couple, Cynthia and Howard, first met over 60 years ago. Today, after all that time apart, they sit side by side on Martha’s Vineyard as husband and wife. The course of events that brought them together again is not only the very definition of true love, but it is an inspiration to all of us that men who are loving and romantic to their very core are still out there, and so are the women who appreciate them. Cynthia was used to having groups of men tease her when she was younger. The one man who actually held her attention? Howard, the gentleman.

Proof that the concepts we discuss on this website, while rare and difficult to find in our generation, are still very real in the world we live in.

Howard and…

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And yet another story (novella? short story? novel?) idea has passed by.

This one didn't stick around so not sure where my Muse was going with it. I'm sharing it because I thought the way it showed up was most cool :-).   I don't know how to get WordPress to honor my indentations and such so it doesn't appear exactly how I wrote it out - frowny face. … Continue reading And yet another story (novella? short story? novel?) idea has passed by.

If I believed in Soul Mates

(a bit of fiction based on a whole lot of reality) My husband is over six feet tall, by about two inches or so. Probably weighs about 5 or six pounds over what he’d like to, but is still physically attractive to me – it’s the broad shoulders and muscled arms that get me every … Continue reading If I believed in Soul Mates

Love.

What's Love Got to do With it? What is Love? Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me...no more. Love in an Elevator. Love Stinks - yeah, yeah. You Give Love a Bad Name. I could do this for hours - writing down the names of songs I know and like with the word "love" in … Continue reading Love.

3:20 AM + Migraine = Random Posting

As is the norm, let's start first with being single.  I am told to be patient with myself as I continue to haunt his memory while  desiring to get over it already and get on with being happy and in love with myself.  In this case, I am 99% sure he is so not thinking … Continue reading 3:20 AM + Migraine = Random Posting

Morning Pondering – for those of you who don’t see my FB page.

My experience would have me believe that men (well, males in general) put a lot of energy into doing things, whether it be working out, taking care of or avoiding taking care of their children, their jobs / careers / studies when they have them, etc. They get sex when they can, as often as … Continue reading Morning Pondering – for those of you who don’t see my FB page.

Jagged endings.

Awhile back someone suggested I write a piece that would amount to being a letter to my ex-boy dudes. I did something along those lines in a blog post a year ago but for some reason, my Muse came in to revamp the idea.  What follows is what He and Ana came up with.   I … Continue reading Jagged endings.

Ana’s favorite way to wake up in the morning.

I’m lying in the same position in which you left me, trying to catch the breath you so enthusiastically forced from my body.  The perspiration is cooling in a chilling line down the center of my chest and back.  My fingers and toes tingle as the blood returns from its job of plumping essential parts … Continue reading Ana’s favorite way to wake up in the morning.

White Tile – A Fantasy (NC-17)

Steam rose thick, opaque from the vents along the rim of the small room.  There was music being piped into the room but the steam distorted it, making it sound far away, ethereal.  I was lying on the shelf, alone with my thoughts.  No one ever used this room this late.  That’s why I liked … Continue reading White Tile – A Fantasy (NC-17)