Happy Thanksgiving

M’Lady…
A Female acquaintance I once knew, decided to add a bit of spice to the relationship, so she stripped down bare, took out a large turkey platter, putting it in the middle of the dining room table and eloquently placed herself on same. Then when the gentleman of her life came in, she seductively uttered, “gobble, gobble, gobble”… so it came to be, a whole new meaning to the word ‘Thanksgiving’.

Extra Nibs ‘n Kisses from She to Rob!

Twenty Dollars

On their wedding night, the young bride
 approached her new husband and asked for $20.00 for their first lovemaking encounter. In his highly aroused state, her husband readily agreed.
 This scenario was repeated each time they made love, for more than 40 years, with him thinking that it was a
 cute way for her to afford new clothes and other incidentals that
 she needed.

Arriving home around noon one day, she was
 surprised to find her husband in a very drunken state.
 During the next few minutes, he explained that his employer was going through a process of corporate downsizing, and he had been let go.
 It was unlikely that, at the age of 59, he’d be able to find another position that paid anywhere near what
 he’d been earning, and therefore, they were financially ruined.

Calmly, his wife handed him a bankbook, which showed more than forty years of steady deposits and interest totaling nearly $1 million. Then she showed him certificates of deposits issued
 by the bank which were worth over $2 million,
        And informed him that they were one of the largest depositors in the bank.
          She explained that for more than
  three decades she had ‘charged’ him for sex,
 these holdings had multiplied and these were the
 results of her savings and investments.

Faced with evidence of cash and investments worth over $3 million, her husband was so astounded he could
 barely speak, but finally he found his voice and blurted out:
 “if I’d had any idea what you were doing,
 I would have given you all my business!”

That’s when she shot him. You know, sometimes, men just don’t know when
 to keep their mouths shut.

Women are like phones: They like to be held, talked to, and touched often.
 But push the wrong button and your ass is disconnected!

 

Thank you K for the laugh!

Love to God

“I want to be the kind of woman who, when her feet hit the floor in the morning the devil says “”Shit, she’s up again!””

Just opened my emails and this quote was sent to me by a friend… It put a smile on my face, gave the tone of my day and linked in a strange way to the poems Rilke’s Book of Hours, Love Poems to God, I am reading.

Here is one of my favorite ones:

I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.
I want to free what waits within me
so that what no one has dared to wish for
may for once spring clear
without my contriving.
If this is arrogant, God, forgive me,
but this is what I need to say.
May what I do flow from me like a river,
no forcing and no holding back,
the way it is with children.
Then in these swelling and ebbing currents,
these deepening tides moving out, returning,
I will sing you as no one ever has,
streaming through widening channels
into the open sea.
Wishing you a lovely day,
~ She

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Back in the days!

Driving back from the Berkshires, I stopped in an Antique shop and stumbled upon this great vintage Playboy from April 1973 -filled with fun articles, advertising essentially about whiskey, cigarettes and heavy duty answering machines (remember those?!?).

I laughed reading it on the way back home. I am happy to report that todays men have much evolved since those days: I spotted 2 not so funny cartoons about non-consensual sex that chilled my spine and had me showing some teeth (adopting angry bear style now that i met one) and that would never be published today.

But I must say that we have lost the fun and general tone that was the norm back then. What happend ? I don’t believe things were much easier in 1973 unless of course you were a Playboy man!

“Darling, please promise me we won’t end our honey moon in Paris without seeing Paris.” Kiraz

They smoked after hiking!

There was Whiskey after Ski!
And they even compared themselves to Emperors…

 

Adieu Monsieur Jobs

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

Steve Jobs