tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24550093789849316302024-09-04T13:42:42.876-07:00For Women and Men: Observations and commentaries of a Boomer Woman's personal experiences in the areas of the current social scene,relationships,dating advice and the more erotic.Some Adult content. Serious,sometimes whimsical,but always very honest and real.Read with a light but thoughtful heart. NJOY !Intelligentwomanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18330566668487766292noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455009378984931630.post-54495123735449829282012-05-23T14:37:00.000-07:002012-05-23T14:38:36.028-07:00

They say to give readers what they want.  And it is clear from page clicks that you like to read about SEX.  How simple we human beings are to figure out. Just mention one word and I have your undivided attention. SEX!  Well I don't get paid for this blog but I enjoy the writing, and the fact that you want to read my steamier stuff,so here goes. Every woman has a clitoris...clit

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We live each others' pain, so we do not have to look at our own. You know it. I know it. We hide. Some in our work, Some in the flesh of the man we give our wetness to, Some in our fantasies of wealth or riches, Or the ripeness of another woman's lips, In our striving for independence,,, Or the soft fuzzy faces of the pets that greet us at the door or sleep in our beds We allow ourselves to

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I have found myself of late posting lengthy entries to my Facebook page. Political commentaries, baseball notes and updates, my daily nebulous thoughts... It all really is rather meaningless as you know. I don't remember how I got talked into Facebook anyway. Posting regularly leaves yourself open to others scrutiny... because they have had a day when they have nothing better to do then peer into

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I will be teaching classes in the Phoenix area for women who would like to explore their sensual side, improve their confidence and find or keep the man of their dreams.See my ad on Craigslist Phoenix under Classes to begin in January. 6 Weeks/ 3 Hours/One Night a Week/for the cost of a movie ticket and a movie snack, or two drinks and an appy. ;-)http://phoenix.craigslist.org/nph/cls/1967002011.

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I watched this movie this evening.It was a relaxing end to an Easter Day that was somewhat reflective.There were many good lines in this movie..."Love is best in Fairy Tales" was one of them.Now, that is food for thought,isn't it?We spend our adult lives looking for the right person. We pursue LOVE, a relationship and judge ourselves according to whether or not we "have" a relationship, and how

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Thanks ALL for your positive comments.However some of you are having trouble with the comments format.It's ok. Just click on Become a Follower then select private or public.It will give me an idea of who you are, and what you like to read here.It also notifies online publishing sources that might be interested in my writing that I already have "fans."Thanks.Make Memories !!!Life is GOOD !

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http://lifeasiseeithowaboutyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow-factor.htmlI posted this on my new blog site for now.It is that "WOW FACTOR" piece I mentioned some time ago.What is the "WOW FACTOR" and why should you care?! Click on it or cut and paste in your browser, and Njoy the read.Thanks;-)

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The Tragedy Of Todays American Family:Everything on the outside looks so together, when really, all that there is, is a semblance of a picture perfect loving unit we call family, when the reality is a unit of strangers living together getting out of the way of each others' fears and hurts. The silent epidemic of not ever learning how to love,self or others.

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So what is the Ugly Truth anyway? All those dating myths and rules,the movies and books are unrelenting and I have chosen to continue my exploration into this dilemma.If you have not read my first entry on this topic, (under the same title Advice 1-4), no matter really. You can go back and read it now or later.If you are out there in the dating/ social scene it might be helpful to you or perhaps

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I finally got my laptop a new battery. Wish I had a new one, but can't do that right now. If you enjoy my blog perhaps you have the ability to purchase a new APPLE laptop and send it my way ? ;-) If not, thanks anyway. Will write here again as soon as I get situated in my new digs. Thanks for your patience while I've been away.

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As a blogger I have agreed not to click on the ads on my page, and not to overtly encourage readers to click on and read the ads that appear next to and under my posts.This is just a statement of fact for those of you who don't know, as I didn't, how this earning money thing works.First off I write and post to my blog. I do this because it is my passion, well, one of them,,, and I sincerely love

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In memory of all those who lost their lives on September 11th, 2001... and to all those who survived.I wrote this a few days after that catastrophic event in American history, when I could no longer cry.I AM A NEW YORKERI AM A NEW YORKER.I may not live there now but I was born there.I AM A NEW YORKER.I slept as a child to its streets

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I had originally intended to continue with the Ugly Truth topic, or perhaps to share some stories of Ghosts of Lovers past... but I find myself this week preoccupied with a more intense ruminations in my brain.So here I go putting my heart out on my sleeve in a way. Without too many particulars. Here's the thing... This blog is ADULT CONTENT, right? Well you can't get more Adult Content then when

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I admit I have borrowed this "Ugly Truth" phrase from a recent romantic comedy movie that I have not yet seen. I watched the movie trailers with interest. I think every woman has her own idea about what it is that men are really like, and what they like and look for in a woman.My purpose though has always been to empower women to be true to SELF and to do what feels good,whatever is fulfilling,

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I have been silent a bit.Processing some feelings.... no, really. I find myself having to admit that my passive/aggressive interest in a fantasy man is keeping me thinking.If you are a follower please grant me this moment while I figure out if the download in my brain is worth describing to you in detail.I will tell you this for now.I have never believed in love at first sight or at least never

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Another Aside.... If you have questioned the VICK /Pitbull controversy. Read the following powerful and thought provoking blog.http://sagejessica.wordpress.com/2009/08/20/i-wanna-be-like-mike-why-pitbulls-and-african-american-felons-deserve-michael-vicks-second-chance/

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I kissed you first softly then with more passion and moved my lips down your strong hard chest.Your eyes closed as my fingers began to caress you.As I kissed your thighs I saw you look at me, anticipating what you knew would delight you.The pleasure of my tongue on you brought a gentle moan.With that sweet sound I moved to take you in, sucking softly at first,as you became harder in my mouth.I

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Apparently I pissed a few men off with that last post. Ahh well, just reporting it as I hear it, see it. LOL. Being Honest.What ever happened to honesty any way.?Yes, I know I told you I lie about my age and my weight. And I do.So this is somewhat hypocritical I suppose.But really, it is not so much that I meet men who lie to me as men who lie to themselves.They believe that they are

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Does Size Matter?On the age old question "Does Size Matter?" lets size things up..literally.I posed this important question to women, some of them total strangers others friends, and even,relatives.My first thought and conversation about size began in college I think... first year... a party at my house when my parents were gone for the weekend. When the guys had left, the "girls" sat around the

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Yes, you know what I mean. Man tell jokes about it. Women whisper about it.Does it really really matter if his penis is big or small?It was a friend of mine who mentioned the topic recently and so I began an unscientific survey. I asked approximately fifty women ages ranging from 32 to 62 if SIZE mattered to them.Come back to read the results, comments and my own personal opinion on this topic.In

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Now it is said that you can tell a good man by his accessories... and a good woman too.I'm not so sure.I had a choice this morning. Converse for the gym or my Blahniks and get right to work.I chose Converse,no makeup, an old tank and shorts. I went to the gym and stopped all sweaty at the store. No less then three men converged on me. Now, two were married and the other, well, lets just say that

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Sometimes no matter how hard I try my health gets in the way of my activity.I have told you I would be honest and this is the truth about my life that even people who I see on a fairly regular basis don’t know. They are friends or acquaintances in social situations and others who I help to maintain and maximize their own health or to keep the losses and stresses in their lives from draining their

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Why is it that, sometimes, "You Can't Stop 'Till You Get Enough!"?

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What is it that happens on Tuesdays. Weekend over, the monster fed and hungry again?Hmmm. Always Hungry on Tuesday. Can't wait to hear him, to smell him, to taste him, to have him. Can't wait for him to smell me, to taste me, to HAVE me. Please baby... dinner can wait can't it? Kitchen counter, kitchen floor, kitchen table... wherever you want me, how ever I want you. I'm not a cougar. I'm a she

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It was your music I heard.Softly, and with each note your breath against my neck.As you moved with me,against me,I heard you sing.Your pleasure measured in your song,Muffled subtle moaning of your lust for me.So sweet,so hot was the music.I began to forget myself.I began to melt into you,Your torrid strength against my supple flesh.My body anxiously warm and wet,As you pushed forward into me over

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