That during the week you have handled one or a few $1 or $5 dollar bills that have been in the pussy or the ass crack of a stripper. Hell, you have no idea who handled the money before you did....*tee hee hee*
We always think about germs on door knobs, ATM Machines, public bathrooms, during a hand shake, cell phones, computer keyboards, food on the floor, people coughing...etc etc. What we tend to forget is that the majority of germs passed along during the course of the day come from the money; paper and coins, that we handle and exchange.

Researchers found over 3,000 germs and or bacteria on a single dollar bill. Some of the germs were unidentifiable. YIKES!
Check it out if you want to feel sick....lol
[url]http://www.foxnews.com/health/2014/04/21/researchers-find-thousands-bacteria-living-on-dollar-bills/[/url]

Oh, this will gross me out for a few days. But I will forget about it. What am I going to do? Snap on a pair of surgical gloves each time I accept money and then put it in a vacuum sealed plastic bag? Hardly. But the 3,000 types of bacteria and/or germs is alarming. I wonder???? Will you think about this tomorrow when you pull the cash out of your wallet or purse....hahahaahha

For as long as I have been a member here, I have always made it a point to open and respond to my NN messages.
It was something I enjoyed doing. Good or bad, I would answer them.
The bad ones would be answered in my own humorous way and with a little kick to them.
As for the good ones? If someone took the time to write nice things to me, it was proper to write back.
Either way, I felt all messages should be reciprocated.

I have changed my mind. I will not be opening any PM's (emails) from those who are not on my Friends List.

In time, I might change my mind. But for now and until further notice, I will not open any message from names I do not know.

I just discovered that in 2010, California made it illegal to pick the California State Poppy. YIKES!
I'm a criminal!! I laughed when Sister M sent me the law on this.
I hope the state officials don't see this picture in my gallery! Do you think they they would recognize me from my ass?....lol. Should I delete the pic and get ride of the evidence?....*giggles*





Time has been limited for me and I haven't been around for the last 3 or 4 days. It's been very busy with reports and such. I need a giggle or two. I hope all is well.

Don't ever hold them inside of the house.
I had a phone call with Sister T earlier. We were talking about our childhood Easter Egg Hunts. One year it was raining so my Dad had the hunt inside of the house. All of the rooms were free game. Well, someone didn't find the little package of Peeps under one of the cushions in the couch.....well no human that is. I guess the pressure from people sitting on the on the couch, split the peeps package open. The ants had an Easter hunt of their own. No one saw the ants on top of the sofa because they were crawling up from under the couch. The day we discovered them was when Sister M was taking a nap on the sofa. The rest of us were playing cards. She woke up when she could feel them crawling all over her. As kids, we didn't think anything of it and we just helped her brush them off of her and the top of the sofa. Then we went about our business playing cards.

After a while my Mother came in and sat down in the very same spot. Did we tell her? No. Why? We wanted to see her reaction. After a few seconds she started to swat the ants off of her. Slowly, one by one and then faster and faster. Then more. More and more more and more. Then she jumped up and started flailing about slapping at her hair. Man did we laugh! We did get into trouble for laughing...but it was so worth it....hahaah. Sister M was such a goody two shoes. She fessed up to knowing about the ants and we all got into trouble again.

What a little Nancy tattle tell she was.

lol......even lego makes fun of the internet.
You know you would do this if you could.



My adventure with the Little Lego Man will continue next week.

This pretty much sums up how I feel and what I will look like in about 15 minutes. It was a busy day and night.



I do not have the energy to play or catch up on the latest blogs.
I hope that all of you had an awesome day. Good Night to all.

Earlier in the evening after work, I spent about 3 1/2 hours on the phone with a man who wanted to kill himself. I won't go into the details as to why. The short version is that he felt like a failure. He was set on ending his life and even had a plan. No matter what I said to him, he didn't understand or want to believe that there would be a better day tomorrow or the next day. Like many people who want to die, they tend to forget the family members or friends in their lives. I kept reminding him of his family, but nothing worked. I tried the psychological and the philosophical aspects of trying to talk him out of it, but that didn't work. Instead of concentrating on the reasons why he shouldn't end his life, I decided to take him back to the beginning of our conversation.

I asked him to talk about his plan again. Then I asked him about the note he would leave. Most people don't leave notes and that keeps the pain lingering in the hearts of those left behind. He told me that he didn't plan on leaving a note because he didn't know what to write. I told him that his family would live the rest of their lives with guilt and confusion and it wasn't fair to put that burden on his son. I asked him to get a pen and paper and to write 'To my son D'. He started to come around when I asked him to think about what he would say to his son in the note about becoming a man without him. Then came the break through. He saw the light when he was put in a situation of realism. When he felt the reality of how his son would not have his Dad around to watch him grow up, it slapped him right in the face. The call ended when he asked for the numbers of the counselors he could speak to. Tomorrow I will check on him.

I went for rocky road ice cream cone after the phone call. I sat there on the bench somberly watching the moon light shining on the water. It was quiet. Then I called my boys and told them that I loved them. They knew why and all they said was I love you too, Ma. I am now off to bed. Good Night.

Sometimes this little hamlet of mine reminds me of another planet. During the very early morning on the sand, the sunrise illuminates the deep misty fog. It is so easy to wander off in imagination and look at the jagged rock formations and think of another world. I find myself smiling as I watch the fog slither in, around and over the ragged rocks. The fog caresses the beautiful ocean formed sea sculptures as if it was a pair hands.
During the same movements of the playful fog, the sunrise creates it's own picture perfect designs. The seaweed once brown during the night is slowly changing to red. The water once a dark and ominous is now edged with cottony white foam and emerald green water. You can see these changes as the seconds tick by. My eyes can snap each changing movement of memories that will remain in my mind, but it is my camera that can catch one wonderful moment that finds a place on my wall.

This is one of those moments in which my little hamlet it my own planet.



I am lucky, blessed and grateful for the ability to be among so much ever changing seaside scenery.

Thank you to all of the Blog Challenge players.
We had 2 unannounced visits by Tux and Cover. They flanked us!!

This particular challenge was tricky, but all of you came through with flying and might I say......erotic colors! I am so proud of all of you. Very very proud. This truly warms my heart that we can come together and have fun like this. The way you let me torture you just makes me cry...lol. And laugh my ass off!!....*snicker*

For those just stopping by, please visit the easy and safe NN link in the blog below. The link just takes you to the players blogs and their Sub or Dom blog.

Remember, it isn't over. We do have some late players. So please remember to view them when they post. Part of the games is making sure that all of the players get viewed. That is most important to me.

I thank you thank you thank you.......and can only say......
be prepared for the next one. xoxoxo

Injury alert...lol First off, due to my back issues, I wasn't able to do the pics I would originally post, so here is just a hint of what I adore.

A couple caught in a moment of passion can achieve anything. It takes the sultry and sexy minds of those two people to enjoy one another. Fully understanding the likes of your partner can lead to erotic adventures. It doesn't matter what you prefer. The Dom or the Sub. Trying both or neither of them. What ever two people enjoy with one another is what makes their love life moving along. But that is the key; Trying. How do you know what you might like, if you do not try?

99% of the time I'm more of a submissive woman. I love to be taken and taken well. I enjoy a tad bit of pain with an equal amount of playful Titillating pleasure. But just because I like to be the Sub, doesn't mean I want to be marked. My soft female side must be remembered. A silk scarf doesn't damage the skin, but it can tie me down so you can spank my bottom when I am a bad bad woman.


The same silk scarf can keep me wondering what your hands will do next. As you look at me, use this moment and think about how you would play with me. What comes to mind? Care to stand over me and tease me? This is the perfect moment to.....?..........


Yes, I am 99% submissive, but oh lordy! Look out for the 1%!
Who on earth are these for? Me? You? Toss a coin? Maybe you can grab my legs and make a wish. Either way, I am sure we can come up with something. I can't give all of my bedroom secrets away. You will just have to find out that 1% is in person.



Thank you for taking a peak into my mind. Well, a part of it at least. I like to remain a mystery. All of me is for one man....who ever he may be.

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