Please Send Me Absolutely Free

  Now, we all know I struggle with body image, but I do love the message in this song:  'when I move my body just like this, it feels like freedom'. After much deliberation, I've decided my favorite body part is my deltoids.  Odd choice I know!  I was a lap swimmer for many years and also did some open water swimming in triathlons.  I haven't done much swimming over the past few years because I developed an allergy to chlorine.  I should try it again to see if maybe it went away! Last night I told HWD about the theme this week and asked him what was HIS favorite part of my body. He said, "your wide hips". So here's a photo of those. This post was denied by three different reviewers on a row over on ye olde AFF.  I guess they must have something against giant asses.

HWD was over Thursday night. We had been chatting on and off about taking pictures in my new shower, so we decided to experiment a bit - figuring out best spot in the bathroom to put the phone, seeing whether the shower glass would fog up just the right amount, etc. HWD did some video of himself while I was undressing. It was hot. 😊 He has a very nice, lean body and I'm pretty sure the situation was arousing him, because while not erect, he looked very big. 🤭 Then he stopped that video and started a new one. We showered together, embraced, kissed, etc. Once we were all cleaned up we stopped the video, dried off, and climbed into bed to watch our not-exactly-a-sex-tape. His first comment was, "Oh my god I'm so much shorter than you!" 😂 I mean, he   knows   that I'm taller, as he put it, "I know that my chin only comes up to your shoulder but I never realized what it looks like from the outside". My overall reaction was that I didn't like how my bod...

 I've been going through the laborious process of saving off posts on AFF (my count has gone from 1890 to 1765 - woo hoo). Today I stumbled across this post from 2014 - I would love to re-post it there, but of course there's no way it would get approved by the reviewers of today.  So here you go... Who's Minding the Store? There have been a number of posts recently talking about how so many people (ok let's call it as it is - MEN) don't follow norms of respectful behavior on AFF. I heard a fascinating podcast story yesterday that tied in with this issue. First - a recommendation if you like listening to podcasts: check out Snap Judgement. It's a similar format to This American Life - three or four different stories around a selected theme - but the host, Glynn Washington, is like the anti-Ira Glass. Don't get me wrong, Ira Glass is my uber-crush - I go in for that nerdy Jewish intellectual type. Washington's delivery is completely different, but really e...

  HWD helped me with photos this week. Here's the photo that inspired me (even though she's holding crochet hook, not knitting needles). And here are my versions. And while we're talking about knitting, here's my latest FO (finished object): True confession - I used PicsArt on the third picture and used the tooth whitening tool.  It was like a miracle!  What a game changer!  Of course if you ever meet me in person I still will have teeth that look like I've been drinking coffee for 45 years.

As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve been hanging out on Reddit lately and one of the sub-Reddits I follow is about menopause.   I’ve been truly struck by the number of posts expressing pure rage, or coming to a realization that they actually don’t really like their husband (and vice versa). A sampling of post titles: Menopause is so fun.   Hopefully I can keep from getting fired. Menopause has made me realize that my family doesn’t like me. Rage playlist - I’m looking for your loudest, ragiest, hardcore songs that I can add to my rage playlist Losing it.   Lost it. Menopausal insanity? I wanted to slap a teenage girl today My marriage is over Don’t get me wrong, these aren’t the majority of posts - most of them are about hormone replacement therapy and the usual variety of symptoms; hot flashes and night sweats, and so on.   But I find it striking and it also brought me back to the post I did a while back about all of the women in the 50+ solo travel Fb group whose marria...

 The guy who I follow, who posts vintage erotica pics, dropped a few for Easter and I was struck by how the Easter bunny was kinda creepy in all of these: And I have my own contribution.  The bunny doesn't look especially creepy in the picture, but I have a clear memory of looking up and his eyes were these mesh-covered holes, and it freaked me out lol. Oh, late breaking add - I found this treasure trove of pictures that proves Easter bunnies are more often creepy than not:   57 Creepy Easter Bunnies I no longer particularly celebrate Easter (aside from buying some Starburst jelly beans when I was at Walgreen's yesterday, a rare indulgence).  But still appreciate the sentiment of spring hopefulness.  

  The therapist, Seth, was waiting in the lobby when I arrived. I should note that I scheduled with him because on someone's post on my neighborhood page, a couple different people had recommended him. He looked....alternative lol. He was wearing shorts despite it being 30 degrees outside, had lots of tattoos, and had those earlobe stretcher thingies. I'm not bothered by this stuff, just an observation. We went back to his studio and had a fairly lengthy conversation discussing what was going on with my body and what his plans were on how to spend the 75 minutes. He noted that he would communicate a bit early on to make sure the pressure was what I wanted, then would be mostly silent for the rest of the time. Glory hallelujah! One of the things I wasn't crazy about with my last therapist was that he was a Chatty Cathy. For me that's distracting from really feeling what's being done on my body. He left for me to undress, I got face down on the table. When he came in ...