Smitten with Him

grown-up stuff happens here sometimes

Happy Halloween!

Have a sexy, spooky and safe holiday!

Ravish

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Broken Hearted

Sometime early Saturday morning, my beautiful, wonderful, perfect car – Lil Bear – was stolen.

Words cannot express how horrible I feel. Especially since I don’t know if it was some random event, or Mick did it to get back at me for breaking .

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A Feared Woman

Food for thought…

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I’m Just a Mom: Moving

MovingDayIn a little less than 3 weeks, Thing #1 and I will be moving to a new apartment across town.

Finally, after a year of being divorced, Doom-n-Gloom will no longer be living in my apartment.

I’m super duper excited!!!

However, Thing #2 is kind of creating issues.

She has decided she would like to continue living with her father.

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Today It’s Really Hard

Thursday night I received a text from Alaska out of nowhere. It had been 6 days since my 10PM panicked call to him while I was trying to sort out what happened with MM. When he didn’t follow up with me afterward, I wasn’t surprised (I was kind of hoping he wouldn’t anyway) – it’s not like I left him a voicemail or sent him a text or anything…

Friday night he messaged me again, asking what I was doing. I was on my way to a date so I told him I was going to dinner (no lies this time). Alaska was doing laundry… It was a quick and simple conversation.

Saturday he was quiet, so I figured he had given up..
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“All I Want Is You”

All I Want Is You
By Michael Franti & Spearhead

All I want is you, all I want is you
All I want is you

Wise folks count their blessings
Fools count their problems
But you’re both of them to me

Because you’re beautiful
You’re so frickin’ beautiful
You took all my memory

And all I want is you, all I want is you
All I want is you, all I want is you
All I want is

Don’t tell me you love me
If you don’t really love me
But you could still kiss me
So I need you to kiss me

Because you’re beautiful
You’re so frickin’ beautiful
You took all my memory

And all I want is you, all I want is you
All I want is you, all I want is you
All I want is

I love you in the daytime
I love you in the nighttime too
I love you in the moonlight
I love you in the sunshine too
I love you all of life time
I love you when the

All I want is you, all I want is you
All I want is you, all I want is you

‘Cause there’s life in this love
And there’s love in this life
There is life in this love
And there’s love in this life

There is life in this love
And there’s love in this life
There is life in this love
And there’s love in this life

Wise folks count their blessings
Fools count their problems
But you’re both of them to me

And all I want is you, all I want is you
All I want is you, all I want is you

All I want is you
(Life in this love, love in this life)
All I want is you
(Life in this love, love in this life)

Daytime, nighttime too
Moonlight, sunshine too
Daytime, nighttime too
All I want is you, all I want is you

lucky

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Monday Motivation: Dancing

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poledancing

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Fuck that Fucking Fucker #2!

I had a much better story to auto-post this morning. One that had to be rescheduled for later today because I am having a “crisis”, about which I feel I need to write immediately (while I attempt to drink an entire bottle of wine!).

My thoughts are completely scattered right now. My brain is reeling!

At first, I started writing an email to Mr. X because he has been my surrogate “Loverman” since right after Loverman became Loserman.

But he’s been laying low — and it’s both his and his wife’s birthday this week — and I need to get this off my chest to people who could potentially be reading and reacting to my words as soon as I post this.

So, I wrote to a kind gentleman who recently reached out to me through my blog:

Loserman showed up unexpectedly at skating last night (10PM Saturday night).

We didn’t talk. He didn’t approach me. I never gave him a chance. He was just there, talking to people (mutual friends). Thing #1 was with me and we skated for about 40 minutes, which is when he started skating. A friend talked to us for a while (I think he was playing ‘guard’) and then Thing #1 and I decided that we were both stressing too much so we left.

I’m destroyed. Utterly fucking destroyed. I’m so angry at myself for letting him have this kind of power over me. I tried to stay, but I can’t explain how it made me feel.

I had to leave…

I am so thankful Thing #1 came with me!

I saw the mother-fucker come in the door and I wished so hard that I was wrong. That it wasn’t him. That it was just my brain playing tricks on me.

It wasn’t. He was really there.

I’m utterly fucking destroyed.

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Throwback Thursday: August 1973

I was almost 2 in this picture.

Wow!

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Last Night

full of fuck

Last night I went on a “date” with a man I know through Loserman.

At least I thought it was a date. This guy has been trying to take me out since before Loserman dumped me.

When I arrived at the bar, he met me outside and told me that he had asked a few more of his friends if they wanted to join us, but everyone had declined.

I told him that I was kind of relieved about that because I really don’t do well in groups of strangers and if I had known that ahead of time, I would not have agreed to meet him there.

He apologized profusely, but I explained that he had no way of knowing that until then. He had nothing to be sorry for.

After a couple of drinks I started to loosen up. We were standing at the edge of the dance floor and I was swaying to the beat, he was starting to inch in closer and closer, when Loserman‘s slut niece calls this guy and tells him that she’s waiting at the entrance for him to come get her.

I call her “loserman’s slut niece” because she is 32 with 7 children by 7 different baby-daddies. Simply put, she’s a slut.

He cussed under his breath and told her where we were but she insisted that he go to the front door and bring her back.

He did.

When they returned to where I was, Loserman’s slut niece says, “OMG! Guys are such pigs! While I was walking across the parking lot, three different guys told me they’d like to ‘lay on me’ and that I looked like a good ‘piece of ass’.”

Wow! That’s the first thing she says in front of someone she doesn’t know?! Classy.

This guy introduces us and I say that we’ve already met at Loserman’s brother’s house a couple years back. I didn’t think she would remember me, but I remembered her. Loserman talked about her all the time.

She admitted that she had no idea who I was and apologized. I said there’s no need to bed sorry, I wasn’t hurt she didn’t remember me (I was a total bitch, actually. I don’t like this girl who is always out clubbing to get a piece of ass when she should be at home with her 7 kids!).

A few seconds later, she remembers and says, “Ahhhh, I do remember you. You’re one of Loserman’s friends and you were at my dad’s house one day when I came over.”

“Yeah and you dropped off your 7 kids. I got to meet them, too,” I retorted.

The guy I was out with interjected at this point and changed the subject.

We chatted civilly for a few minutes until the “Harlem Shuffle” came on and they both had to go to the dance floor for that one. I stood there alone awkwardly.

For a while I was trying to make eyes at a sexy man over by the pool tables, but just as I was going over to say, “Hello,” his girlfriend came up and kissed him.

Damn!

At this point I overheard someone saying how badly it was snowing outside, so I wandered over to see if it was bad or just an exaggeration.

It was a blizzard!!

I went back to my spot and waited one more song. If they didn’t come back to me at the end of that song, I was going to leave and send my friend-through-Loserman a message letting him know what happened.

While I stood there I started thinking: did his slut niece tell Loserman that I was going out Saturday night with his friend. Then his slut niece “changed her mind” about going when Loserman asked her to spy??? (I know, I know, probably not. But it isn’t out of the realm of possibility, right?)

As luck would have it, the friend guy came back and he said, “When the band starts its second set, I am definitely getting you out on the floor to dance.”

The very last thing I wanted to do was dance with Loserman’s slut niece so I said, “I’m sorry. I think it’s time for me to call it a night.”

Loserman’s friend asks with a wink, “What? Is it past your bedtime already?”

I knew he was kidding and I also knew that he had realized I didn’t want to spend the evening dancing with Loserman’s slut niece. I answered, “Yeah, a little bit of that and also it’s really snowing hard outside and I want to make it home safe. If I stay here and have any more to drink, I’m afraid I won’t be able to do that.”

When I got home, I texted the guy that I made it safe.

He responded:

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Then he called me Sunday afternoon. I didn’t answer because I was out scraping the 5-6 inches off of my vehicles and my phone was dying.

After I didn’t answer, he sent me this text:

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This was my response:

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AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!

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