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close that business Down, girl!!!

Chasti… hmmmm, Def!

There is the question we women always face when in ‘the process’ and here it is…

Is this really what I want? 

So recently, I asked my doc to sew me closed for business.

Okay, he didn’t, but here is the idea that I keep coming back to. I am a one and only kinda girl, and will always be.

I got THE BELT.

The Chastity Belt of Virtue and Purity by my definition is:  the idea that I’m back at square 1, staying pure and whole as a woman, heart and soul and mind, until Robin Hood comes with his chain saw… or preferably a sword or some less rusty medieval weapon.

Yep! I got it on day and night, and occasionally take it off. But its on NOW!
What I’ve come to understand about myself in this great process of healing my soul, heart and mind, is that the desire for ‘the one’ is out there but in the meantime I have needs and wants. It all ends up being the same thing.

There is also the problem I have of attracting the wrong guy. (Really, he doesn’t fit my profile. My profile is actually, The Rock. Bigger is better, in my opinion.) These other attractions, attracting my attention and being a bandaid for the real thing is just that! A quick fix!  There’s really nothing wrong with that. Bandaids are fine, as long as I know it.

I get caught, thinking. Could I fall for this guy? #Forgetaboutit!!!

My stylist Chris has heard my announcement every time I sit in his chair, “I’m writing men off for GOOD! AND I’m joining the Nunnery! Its ridiculous!!!”

Oh Honey, don’t wear that thing for long! You don’t want to be sweeping those damn cobwebs out! Chris’ expert response.

My focus is on me, not dating, not messing around, I’m done with all that! I shall focus on my kids, forget men, and develop the woman I am, for a nice long while!

Then, when I’m good and ready, get back out there and see who has entered the world of big solid possibilities. When I do, I’ll practice my art of attraction and see what gives. It will be an interesting adventure.

For now, keeping my belt synched tight, focus on kids and work, I’ll have time to take for myself and heal. Its all good! It really is! wink

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Knights in Disguise or… Dead?

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What happened to Chivalry?

Here in America, societal values evolve with technology. What does that mean for the hopeless romantic?

The Hopeless Romantic:

1. Still picks up those Historical Fiction novel reads to ignite her imagination for great love and romance (Reality is actually quite sad in comparison)

2. With having dreamed the Dream of Unrequited Love, she looks for it in the tall dark and handsome isle and he’s not there

3. Hopes and dreams for rescue, die a slow death when reality is faced, and she decides to settle for financial security and the sure idea that he’ll make a good dad someday…

Maybe it isn’t as bleak as the picture I am painting, however there is some truth to the fact that the romantic women in America, don’t have so many options.

With the old values and integrity in question, what do we have to choose from? The men  now a days are only out for a good time, and we’re just another piece of ass. Where is the guy who would value a woman of pure heart?

He isn’t in America, so my guess is he’s in Europe…


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