This is Cyndi Lauper, and dammit I thought she brought us the most awesome song, “Manic Monday.” Nope, the song was written by Prince and made famous by The Bangles. And I thought I was a child of the 80’s…*hangs head in shame*
I created the image before fact-checking and I’d like to pull it off for this first week if I may. Welcome to Manic Monday or MM for short. Ironically, the image is representative of my day so far: close, but just not quite right.
My use for “manic” stems from a caricature my mind of myself sitting down to blog during a manic episode, but I mean no disrespect to anyone actually suffering from any of the psychiatric diagnoses, I’ve never been diagnosed so I’m just guessing what being in a manic episode feels like.
These Monday posts are meant to be a fun flit from one subject to the next, the writing may be indulgent and self-fulfilling, or maybe some days I will just link to random awesomeness. I may talk about stuff you don’t care about, but Manic Monday is giving me, or anyone else that might want to join in next week, a chance to write a post about things that might not be sex-related. The point is, you choose the subject, and don’t worry about your average reader. Like, if you want to talk about sewing or bowel movements, or a new parenting trick on your
sex blog, I’m going to be there to read it. The fact that you share your interests, outside of sex, that is what is important here.
Hehe. This week it is all sex-blog related, but in future weeks I will change it up.
This past week there has been much discussion about whether a sex blogger’s audience cares about other aspects of the sex blogger’s life. Does talking about my parenting wins or failures or my favorite recipe give me humanity which makes me easy to relate to in a sexy MILF next door way, or does it chase away my readers coming here looking for sexy time?
I’ve been hesitant to jump in the discussion because I often think I sometimes over-share photos and the non-sex details of my life in comparison to other bloggers. In my mind there is a peanut gallery there for judgement on my writing and/or my behavior in life, and they nod disapprovingly when I don’t meet my weekly smut quota.
It leads to me always questioning why the hell I started this blog in the first place, and why do I keep it updated? More importantly, for whom? My answers have been consistent up until a recent realization. I blog because: community! I want to see if I can be a writer! I’m totally into exhibitionism! I just needed something to do! I do it for myself! I do it for them!
But here is the reality: one day I decided I really wanted my voice to be heard. Not just heard, but appreciated. And what I knew, since too young of an age maybe, is that sex grabs people’s attention. So I just did it, I started a sex blog. The intimate graphic detail of my sexual encounters and even some of my fantasies flowed easily through my fingers to your screen. It was awesome because kinky sex isn’t a subject you can discuss with your friends over coffee. Quickly I learned that being vulnerable and intimate with others by sharing these details made me feel fucking alive. Really, it is exhilarating to describe how I squirted on a light saber or how I fucked a girl with a double dildo. It only serves to increase my interest in all things sex and my desire to continue this exploration so I can share it with you. But also at the same time I’m asking if intermittently letting you into my life beyond the sexual encounters~ whether via TMI Tuesday posts, blog award questionnaires, or photos of my body~is it okay? Your “likes” and comments give me confirmation that you don’t just like me for the sexy bits, you like me for me.
Anyway, to get back to the discussion, I don’t think I portray that my life is a perfect string of big cocks, group sex, living out fantasies and continuous mind-blowing orgasms. Do I? And I don’t see my fellow bloggers living to that extreme either. Just like Facebook, our blogs allow us to show you who we are through the lens of our choosing, whether it be artistically applied photo filters on our carefully chosen photos, or omitting certain details that predominate our life, or whatever. This reminds me of a favorite post of mine at A Dissolute Life Means, see here.
To read up on the discussion, visit these sexy smart ladies: Scarlett’s post, then PV’s post, then one of Hy’s posts, and then Panty’s post. If I missed anyone, can you please comment with a link to that post?
Actually, you really should read this eloquent post Hy wrote, I know it seems like I’m all up on her jock, but her writing just always resonates with me in some way or another. Speaking of that, see the next item on our agenda…
There is still time to get your votes in for your favorite sex blogger in 2013. All you have to do is leave a comment on Between My Sheets with a link to your favorite blog. You don’t even have to say why, and I think you can even be anonymous. It is fun to be nominated, it makes me feel good to see recognition, so if you were thinking about doing it but need a little push, *push*. List as many bloggers as you want, this isn’t just about me. I doubt I will even make the list this year, but I can work toward a spot in 2014!
Since there is discussion about sex bloggers talking about non-sex topics on their sex blogs, you should read this article about open relationships at thechowderhead.com . Adam S is a writer who doesn’t usually discuss sexual stuff, but his humorous blog makes me smile every time I visit.
After you’re done watching all (the) The Bangles(‘) videos, you should check out this new (not annoying at all) song. I guarantee that if you surprise your kids by knowing the choreography before them, you will be known as the coolest parent ever.
Hurry, the kids talked about it at school today!
I read a great article about the Top 5 women’s sexual fantasies in 2013. I missed all the prior years but I’m thinking these things don’t change much year to year anyway. As predicted, by me before I read it, the top 5 fantasies fall into these groups: submissive fantasies, domination fantasies, group sex fantasies, exhibitionist and voyeuristic fantasies, and partner fantasies (yawn, sorry).
Though I have not picked up the book it was discussing (Garden of Desires by click here to read it).(
Soak your nuts! Adding nuts to your diet is important! Nuts and seeds of all varieties contain essential fats, fiber, vitamins and minerals. According to this great article I stumbled upon last week:
Wonder why those seeds, (including almonds, sunflower, spelt, oats, pecans, sesame, wheat etc.) in your cupboard don’t turn into plants, or get moldy? Well, nature is amazing, and has given nuts and seeds a special enzyme that inhibits their growth until it has all the things it needs to grow (sunlight, water, soil etc.). When we eat raw nuts, we also eat the enzyme inhibitors that prevent the seed from sprouting. This takes a real toll on our digestion, since they will prevent our own enzymes from breaking down the food in our digestive tracts, inhibiting absorption of precious vitamins and minerals. Simply by soaking nuts in a little water, the nuts release these harmful enzymes, and at the same time, their nutritional value skyrockets.
Read more to find out how to do it– Soak your Nuts, by My New Roots.
I’m going to lose some weight, and get toned up, fuck yeah! It seems fitting I should let you know this on my first Manic Monday. Today I rode my bike about two miles and walked another two. I’ve eaten clean for the most part, but that is a tough area having kids that want me to take bites (I swear they twist my arm). Water! Damn I need to drink more water to flush those toxins out. Bikram yoga!
I want to be able to show you a full body shot without feeling embarrassed, I feel like it will open me to so many other experiences. I will keep this up and I promise that in twelve weeks I will post the “before” pic I took of myself last week and compare it to that “progress” picture I’m going to take on week 12. Mark my words (that is the point of this)!
I’m writing as fast as I can, so that I can have the rest of the Rick and Chloe story written and done. That will be it for them, Chloe stopped responding to my texts…I could totally take it personal but I choose not to. Still, sigh, my first girl and she was so cute. What next?