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Liquid Dreams

24 Apr

Quite often, I have bitties that stop by my office and discuss their health issues that they have going on. Most of the time, I will admit, it is quite depressing on what they are battling with and going through. There is one bitty in particular that stops by and despite battling breast cancer has been able to inform me on the “perks” (she calls it) of getting treatment. Here are just (some) of the things that have literally come out of her mouth:

“This progesterone or whatever hormone they give men for their prostate makes me wakes up with a smile on my face. I am not quite sure how I feel about this.”

“This hormone is making me feel like what I feel is equivalent to a “wet dream” for a boy.  Shoot, I haven’t heard that term since I was 18…And here I thought only boys had that…”

“I’m worried that I might grow an “outside” organ…If you know what I mean…”

“Since on these hormones, I’ve had less chin hair growing…My face looks better, my skin feels good, and I don’t have to use that Nair product I bought at Walgreen’s….

And by far my favorite one liner by her (thus far)……

 

“If you were the right sex, I’d be all over you. Damn these hormones.”

 

For your viewing pleasure. And to think I was singing this song on top of my lungs in the shitter years ago….

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x3bil5_o-town-liquid-dreams_music#.UXgbW6KG3To

XxX –

Eldest.

Baby dolls, nighties, panties…Oh my!

20 Jul

During one of our evening discussions, L and I (for some reason or another) were talking about the difference between what she wears, “baby dolls,” and what I wear “nighties,” when it comes to bedtime attire. Knowing that I would probably get a good explanation out of her, I decided to ask her what the differences between the two were. L looked at me like I was a dummy (a word she commonly uses) stating that her “baby dolls” are “cute” and are short bottoms and tops that cover “everything.” She then explained that she could never wear a nightie because she moves around at night and the nightie would ride up on her, showing her “business” and that she would need to wear a duster around the house. With my head tilted, I told her she would not have that problem if she wore underwear at night. L’s eyes grew very wide and she appeared to be appalled of what I just suggested to her. With her eyes still as wide as could be, she asked me if I wore “panties” to bed at night. Nodding, I stated that I did. Shaking her head she asked me if I had always been “that way.” I explained that when I was younger my sisters and I had spent numerous summers at my Grandma Kook’s house and a lot of times we would wear her nightgowns. Kook would say to my sisters and me something along the lines of having our lady bits needing to air out – so I just kind of went with it. I then told L that I now wear “panties” to bed but mentioned I knew quite a few people who don’t. L interrupted saying she “does not wear panties when she wears her baby dolls.” She explained that she “needed to be ‘free’ and that her ‘husband’ would have to help her ‘undress’ when he makes love to me.” Giving her yet another babbled look (think Jim’s face from The Office look), I told her she was crazy and that was a little TMI for me. L shrugged her shoulders, said ‘tough sh*t,’ and laughed. I then mentioned to her that I did not have a husband (or lover for that matter) and that I did not have that problem. L nodded stated that I “was right but ‘that’ needs to be FREE!.”

Obviously, I need to take a poll on this awesome topic. I have a feeling that I am

TGIF!

xo,

Eldest.