I wish you had been there this morning
In that space next to me under the blankets
I wish you had been there this morning
Your hand sliding across my hip and over my stomach
I wish you had been there this morning
Hands on my breasts in that gentle yet insistent way
I wish you had been there this morning
Fingers tracing lines down my arms and neck and stomach
I wish you had been there this morning
Your hand sliding down to my thighs and in between
I wish you had been there this morning
Touching, teasing, tasting until I moan with invitation
Mmmmm....I wish you had been there this morning
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
♪"You say it's your birthday..."♪
Ya like my birthday present to myself?
I went snowshoeing up in Glacier over the weekend and
had such a good time I decided to buy a set.
I discovered that snowshoes tend to
make your feet stop while the rest of your
body keeps moving though - but I fell only once.
I'm going snowshoeing again this weekend plus I am
thinking of taking them back up to Glacier for my birthday
in two weeks. I have the day off from work and snowshoeing
in the park would be a great way to spend it.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
I hate mornings when I can't sleep...
and there is no one there to, well, you know. So...
5:00 am ~ Wake up (not by choice)
5:30 am ~ Go to the gym
7:00 am ~ Back at home, shower, get ready for work
8:00 am ~ Go to the office
Pretend to work all day
5:00 pm ~ Go home
5:05 pm ~ Go back to sleep!!
Monday, February 05, 2007
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Leeeeeeeeeeeeeet's get ready to ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumble!
Is it just me or is winter getting old? I'm tired of cold weather and a powerful wind swirling by my windows high on the third floor. I'm tired of gray skies and potential snow storms. I have spring fever so bad I can taste it.
I want spring and BBQ's and sunshine and April showers and May flowers and baseball. I want BASEBALL!! I want 162 games of heartbreak and triumph. I want the American League and the National League and the All-Star Game. I wants me some hard hitting, high flying, bases runnin' baseball!
Walt Whitman once said, "I see great things in baseball. It's our game, the American game. It will repair our losses and be a blessing to us." You could look it up.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
It's Savage Love
Some of you may have noticed the link in the sidebar for Savage Love, a sexy little weekly in the Seattle Stranger.
I got turned on (no pun intended) to this lovely little bit of internet wisdom by a friend of mine (who just so happens to turn me on). If you haven't done so already then be sure to check it out.
It's been an entertaining and educational read so far. I've discovered different positions and sexual fetishes that I never would have imagined. What fun it would be to actually put some of them to use.
His advice is witty and amusing and the responses can be somewhat shocking (which just may be a fetish of mine, being shocked).
I'm already reading on a regular basis. My next order of business is to peruse the archives for information that will really get the blood flowing (mine and someone else's). Oh, and if you find anything in there that really paddles your canoe, leave it in the comments.
I got turned on (no pun intended) to this lovely little bit of internet wisdom by a friend of mine (who just so happens to turn me on). If you haven't done so already then be sure to check it out.
It's been an entertaining and educational read so far. I've discovered different positions and sexual fetishes that I never would have imagined. What fun it would be to actually put some of them to use.
His advice is witty and amusing and the responses can be somewhat shocking (which just may be a fetish of mine, being shocked).
I'm already reading on a regular basis. My next order of business is to peruse the archives for information that will really get the blood flowing (mine and someone else's). Oh, and if you find anything in there that really paddles your canoe, leave it in the comments.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Conversations in the locker room...
Her: I just don't know what I'm doing wrong.
Me: You might not be doing anything wrong. Guys are different than women. They don't feel the need to talk all the time, even if it's just to check in and see how things are going.
Her: But he never calls me.
Me: Do you call him?
Her: Sometimes but not often. I guess I think that if he wants to talk to me that he'll call me.
Me: A friend of mine used to call me all the time but it got to be a little overwhelming I think. I mean, he works, I work. What are we going to talk about everyday? Our boring days at work? Still, hearing from him once or twice a week would be nice but would you rather have him call because he wants to or because he feels obligated to?
Her: Because he wants to.
Me: Exactly! So if it bothers you that much, ask him about it. Maybe he's working. I don't think guys realize that we tend to feel neglected if they don't make some kind of effort on a regular basis. Then again, maybe we give them too much credit and make excuses. We speculate as to whether he's busy or maybe he's just a dick or maybe, just maybe, he really isn't in to us like we would hope...
*silence*
Me: Just talk to him.
Me: You might not be doing anything wrong. Guys are different than women. They don't feel the need to talk all the time, even if it's just to check in and see how things are going.
Her: But he never calls me.
Me: Do you call him?
Her: Sometimes but not often. I guess I think that if he wants to talk to me that he'll call me.
Me: A friend of mine used to call me all the time but it got to be a little overwhelming I think. I mean, he works, I work. What are we going to talk about everyday? Our boring days at work? Still, hearing from him once or twice a week would be nice but would you rather have him call because he wants to or because he feels obligated to?
Her: Because he wants to.
Me: Exactly! So if it bothers you that much, ask him about it. Maybe he's working. I don't think guys realize that we tend to feel neglected if they don't make some kind of effort on a regular basis. Then again, maybe we give them too much credit and make excuses. We speculate as to whether he's busy or maybe he's just a dick or maybe, just maybe, he really isn't in to us like we would hope...
*silence*
Me: Just talk to him.
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Plans, plans, plans
I've got plans people, and they're coming together nicely.
I'm working on a hot air balloon ride this spring. The idea came to me via a friend and I'm running with it. Some final arrangements to be made and then everything should get off the ground - literally.
I'm working on putting together some kayaking up in the Flathead area as well. I did some kayaking while I was in Hawaii and it was a blast and now I've found a place here in Montana where I can do it too.
I'm psyching myself up for my first sky diving adventure. I tried to make plans to jump last fall but the timing was off. Hopefully I won't have to actually be pushed out of the plane but once I get in it I'll be damned if I'm riding anything but air back down.
I've also picked up a new backpack and I'm getting a new sleeping bag. Trail books have been purchased and read with enthusiasm. Maps have been researched. I'm making plans for spring, summer and fall hikes in Glacier Park and the Bob Marshall wilderness plus some volunteer efforts that are going to get me into the wilds. I've made a reservation at Sperry Chalet which will be a nice respite from the long solo hike I'm planning in Glacier.
Yes, I know it's only January. I know it's early but I am so excited for all the plans that are progressing. Now I just need spring people, ya hear me? Spring!!!
I'm working on a hot air balloon ride this spring. The idea came to me via a friend and I'm running with it. Some final arrangements to be made and then everything should get off the ground - literally.
I'm working on putting together some kayaking up in the Flathead area as well. I did some kayaking while I was in Hawaii and it was a blast and now I've found a place here in Montana where I can do it too.
I'm psyching myself up for my first sky diving adventure. I tried to make plans to jump last fall but the timing was off. Hopefully I won't have to actually be pushed out of the plane but once I get in it I'll be damned if I'm riding anything but air back down.
I've also picked up a new backpack and I'm getting a new sleeping bag. Trail books have been purchased and read with enthusiasm. Maps have been researched. I'm making plans for spring, summer and fall hikes in Glacier Park and the Bob Marshall wilderness plus some volunteer efforts that are going to get me into the wilds. I've made a reservation at Sperry Chalet which will be a nice respite from the long solo hike I'm planning in Glacier.
Yes, I know it's only January. I know it's early but I am so excited for all the plans that are progressing. Now I just need spring people, ya hear me? Spring!!!
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
How'd you get that scar?
"You should see the grizzly..."
"An old injury in 'Nam. I don't like to talk about it."
"It was a perilous Twister incident..."
"The biggest paper cut you ever saw..."
OR
"Rollerblading."
;)
Thursday, December 28, 2006
For this week's Half-Nekkid Thursday we were to post our favorite photo of 2006.
I like this photo for what it suggests and not for what it reveals. I like how soft the candle light makes everything appear. I like the combination of angles and soft glow. I like that the people who really know me can pick out things in the photo that are so subtle.
For all that this photo is - and isn't, this is my favorite of 2006.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
My friends
He: You can't hear those snowballs hitting your window or me yelling?
Me: No
He: Ok, hold on. I'm going to hang up and do it again
Racheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Me: LOL, you are psychotic
Me: LOL, you are psychotic
Sunday, December 17, 2006
My weekend
Every once in a while you need a change of scenery; brush the dust off a little. I headed north toward Glacier. I took my time on the drive home and grabbed my camera to bring some of it with me.
Flathead, southwest of Glacier Park
Swan LakeI love it here!
(Please don't remind me that I turned down a job here.)
(Please don't remind me that I turned down a job here.)
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Cabin fever
I got to get movin'
and find a cure for the cabin fever
got to break out of here
get myself out of town
and find a cure for the cabin fever
got to break out of here
get myself out of town
Monday, December 11, 2006
The weekend...
was full of surprises. Making home-made Bailey's at a friends house, followed by the drinking of said beverage on Friday.
Fast forward to the Christmas party on Saturday night. I arrived fashionably late and scanned the room for familiar faces. I got to visit with his parents again who welcomed me with open arms and ran into one of his ex's who I get along with. She and I sat at the table making conversation, laughing about previous nights when we've all hung out and the wild stories that followed.
Then I heard my name called, followed by "there's someone I want you to meet." Uh oh, the hook-up.
"C_, this is my good friend Rachel. Rachel, this is my good friend C_." Hello's and "I've heard so much about you"s were exchanged. He had heard more about me than I him. As he sat at the table with us and conversation resumed I remembered that he was the tequila pusher.
He asked about my work since the host and I work together. I asked about grad school since that's where they met. Soon stories were being told and laughter and drinks were being shared. I thought to myself that he had a nice smile and a great sense of humor.
The party-goers started to dwindle and plans were made amongst the few of us remaining to take the party elsewhere. We ended up at Miller's, having drinks and dancing to the music. Eventually there were no pairs on the dance floor, just bodies and arms and legs and laughter.
I haven't bothered to close a bar in a while but that night it was fun to hang out with old and new friends. One of those nights that you don't want to end. We all ended up back at my apartment. Again the laughter was ever present, stories were exchanged, flirtatious smiles were given and received, new discoveries unfolded, confessions were made and friendships set.
With morning rapidly approaching we said our goodbyes with hugs and kisses and then all was quiet.
My phone rang later that morning, waking me up. "Rachie, last night was a blast." I agreed that I had a very good time. "C_ thought you were awesome, he hasn't had that much fun in a long time and really liked you." I agreed that the night was great, C_ was awesome and we would definitely have to do it again soon.
Fast forward to the Christmas party on Saturday night. I arrived fashionably late and scanned the room for familiar faces. I got to visit with his parents again who welcomed me with open arms and ran into one of his ex's who I get along with. She and I sat at the table making conversation, laughing about previous nights when we've all hung out and the wild stories that followed.
Then I heard my name called, followed by "there's someone I want you to meet." Uh oh, the hook-up.
"C_, this is my good friend Rachel. Rachel, this is my good friend C_." Hello's and "I've heard so much about you"s were exchanged. He had heard more about me than I him. As he sat at the table with us and conversation resumed I remembered that he was the tequila pusher.
He asked about my work since the host and I work together. I asked about grad school since that's where they met. Soon stories were being told and laughter and drinks were being shared. I thought to myself that he had a nice smile and a great sense of humor.
The party-goers started to dwindle and plans were made amongst the few of us remaining to take the party elsewhere. We ended up at Miller's, having drinks and dancing to the music. Eventually there were no pairs on the dance floor, just bodies and arms and legs and laughter.
I haven't bothered to close a bar in a while but that night it was fun to hang out with old and new friends. One of those nights that you don't want to end. We all ended up back at my apartment. Again the laughter was ever present, stories were exchanged, flirtatious smiles were given and received, new discoveries unfolded, confessions were made and friendships set.
With morning rapidly approaching we said our goodbyes with hugs and kisses and then all was quiet.
My phone rang later that morning, waking me up. "Rachie, last night was a blast." I agreed that I had a very good time. "C_ thought you were awesome, he hasn't had that much fun in a long time and really liked you." I agreed that the night was great, C_ was awesome and we would definitely have to do it again soon.
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