Lazy Hazy Weekend

Friday afternoon I was in desperate need of some pretty in my life. The sun was shining brightly through the window in my office, making me yearn to be outside. I needed to indulge all of my senses as well as engage in some mild retail therapy. My dark denim trouser jeans were hugging me in all the right places; my white baby T clung to my curves like a dream, and my silver T-strap flat sandals made me feel like an urban goddess. On my lunch break I went to the store and created a really chic/modern/classy/minimalist floral arrangement for my office consisting of calla lilies, purple pom pom flowers, and tall grass blades. It came out better than I expected.

Later that evening I went out to PF Chang’s with my bestie. She’s my sexy Scorpio counterpart. LOL. She made up for missing my birthday by paying for dinner, buying me the most beautiful orange-y/yellow-ish roses imported from Colombia, and a gift card to Bloomingdales. If we were lesbians she would so be my lover. LOL. We chatted about men, sex, marriage, blow jobs, children, schools, and everything else in between until about midnight. It’s been a long time since I have enjoyed the company of another woman that shares a lot of my characteristics/beliefs, so I felt thoroughly refreshed after leaving her, but not before we scheduled play-dates for her son and my boys as well as plans to hit up the art museum for a girls’ night out.

Saturday I drug my mother to the arts and crafts store and begged her to help me make some pens that look like a bouquet of magnolias and purple-ish/brown hydrangeas for my desk. Hers came out better than mine. Then she reminded that that was because she was the mother. LOL. Sunday I went shopping for my boys some jeans and hoodies. Our mornings here are starting to get cooler. I can’t wait for Autumn to officially make her appearance with the changing colors of leaves. I am dying to buy a pair of fierce boots!

Tonight after the boys are in bed I intend to enjoy a nice glass of cabernet and dark chocolate and mellow out to the love inspiring tunes of Ms. Chrisette Michele. I love her work. It’s rare to find love being sang about with such passion these days.

How was your weekend, and how do you intend to unwind tonight?

Act I

I closed my Truth blog for many reasons. It began as a creative outlet and turned into a source of healing. My wounds have been licked; my heart no longer bleeds bitterness, and my once atrophied emotions have resurfaced. I have come to grips with the fact that I am a sensual being. Sensuality drips from my lips and seeps into the mind of my lover every time I speak, whether I open my mouth or speak solely with my body.

I am

Happy

Passionate

Sensual

Honest

Emotional

Complexly simple

Simply complex

I am…a woman in love with a man, but more so with myself



How nicely the bitch Sensuality knows how to beg for a piece of the spirit, when a piece of flesh is denied her.

- Friedrich Nietzsche