Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Hot Desires

Warning: this blog contains explicit content not suitable for children under 18 or any of my family members.

I am reminded tonight that no amount of time spent using adult battery operated toys or shower heads can replace the moments between two people who are crazy about each other.

his wet tongue sliding across my lips. his strong hand gripping the back of my neck. his feathery fingertips along my shoulders and down the small of my back. his hot breath tickling my ears. the nibble on my lobe, the nipping on my neck sending shivers of desire deep inside my body. the panting sounds of excitement. the slow downward progression down my belly. lollipop licks and strawberry kisses between my thighs. his finger and tongue playing musical instruments on me. as the music builds my legs stiffen like a board, my whole body clenching as the masterpiece climaxes. our clammy bodies yearning in perfect harmony. the mixture of stiffness and moisture blend incredibly smoothly. the two merge as one. the moments of eye contact connecting us deeper. the end is near but not nearly over. the smells inducing more passion. the intense bond gaining speed, culminating for the pinnacle moment. total orgasmic release. we're both sprawled out in amazement, breathing deeply, smiling, glowing, eyes fluttering into restful peace.

No, you can't get that with a toy. Wow! I'm either really horny or just truly longing for someone that can provide me with deep, passionate, loving emotions that last beyond the moments described above.

Before I go let me leave you with this:
I like to sleep under the covers with my feet sticking out of the blankets. My feet don't like to feel claustrophobic.

Friday, June 22, 2007

Golf Anyone?

Golf, not a sport I ever expected to enjoy. I tried it out for the first time yesterday (took the day off from work. Nice, huh?) I would say I was pretty good for the first time. I impressed my friend, the golf enthusiast. He wanted to practice on the range first to see if I was even worthy of playing golf. And of course, I was. We played 9 holes. My drives were pretty straight down the line (when I did hit them). I didn't keep score of my holes, since most of them were way above par. But I did notice my score when I hit a par and a birdie! WOO-HOO! Must have been beginner's luck!

I was surprised to find that I was physically tired before even finishing the nine holes. I am also a bit sore in the back and obliques. I definitely noticed how intricately complicated, frustrating, demanding, and emotionally draining this sport is, which is why I want to go back and play some more.

Golf Anyone?

Before I go, let me leave you with this thought I had last night:
Ever notice how frequently we compare human life to a dog's life?

Puppy love
Sick as a dog
Hair of the dog
Dog tired
Let sleeping dogs lie
Working like a dog
In the dog house
The tail wagging the dog
It's a dog eat dog world
It's a dog's life

I believe if dogs could talk they would be human, except with a much better understanding of unconditional love, loyalty, and affection. As humans we could take a few life lessons from a dog. Maybe it's the humans that need to be trained.

Monday, June 18, 2007

New myspace Account

I created a new myspace account

I will be canceling this account (

By changing accounts, the only downfall is that all your comments and my comments to you will be forever gone. Sorry guys :( I'm sure we'll make it up to each other. I was still able to transfer all my blogs...phew!

So hit me up on my new account.

Before I go, let me leave you with this:
I am still tired from going out on Saturday night. I went out to South Beach. I can't remember the last time I was there for the night life. I slept for only for a few hours before meeting my parents for breakfast on Sunday. What a night?!! Too bad I'm still feeling it now…I'm old!

Friday, June 15, 2007


So in the last 2 days, I've had 3 friends tell me they "admire" me. What are they thinking? I don't see what they see. And let me preface the next statement by saying, I'm not writing this to solicit more compliments, seriously! It's just that I don't see these strengths that my friends seem to point out. I tend to take the compliments as fibs or worse yet, as pity compliments…since they are usually told to me when I am in need of uplifting.

Are my friends just being supportive and helping me back on my feet by being complimentary? Or do my friends feel sorry for my life and how it turned out that they think 'I'm glad it's not me, I couldn't do it'?

So what, I'm a single mother. Is it hard? Yes! But it is what it is. It doesn't make me admirable or strong. It just makes me a single mother. My life isn't any better or commendably different than the next single non-parent. When you are put in a difficult situation in life, you just deal with it, you live, you move on. Don't pity me for being a single-parent. Don't admire me for being a single mother just because you don't think you could do it.

I just don't think I'm strong enough at times. I hurt inside always. I cry outside frequently. I stress out a lot. I worry all the time. I'm financially broke. I feel lonely. Yet strangely, I love my life and could not ask for anything more, or am I fooling myself?

I guess I don't take the compliments too well, huh?

Before I go, let me leave you with this:
High school is like taxes, we're doomed to repeat it year after year

Thursday, June 14, 2007

One of those days...

It's just one of those days when you try to disguise the sadness inside you to maintain the appearance of your strength and stability, but the eyes swell up with salty water at the slightest thought or comment, and you know that you will lose the facade with the very next blink 'cause it's inevitable the tears will fall down your cheek. So you try to swallow the tears, but you just build a sniffling sound instead as if you were already crying. It's too late. Someone offers you a feel fragile, weak, and stupid...and you just can't help it. You lose your composure. You fall apart.

It's just one of those days...

Nothing to leave you with, but used tissues.

Thursday, June 7, 2007


I'm in love with this new song from Clay Walker, Fall. And I will totally, absolutely fall in love with the man that comes into my life singing this song to me, literally and figuratively.

To hear the song:

Artist: Clay Walker
Song: Fall

Hold up there you go again
Puttin on that smile again
Even though I know you've had a bad day
Doin this and doin that
Always puttin' yourself last
A whole lotta give and not enough take

But you can only be strong so long before you break...

So fall go on and fall apart

Fall into these arms of mine
I'll catch you every time you fall
Go on and lose it all
Every doubt every fear every worry every tear
I'm right here
Baby fall

Forget about the world tonight
All that's wrong and all that's right
Lay your head on my shoulder let it fade away

And if you wanna let go baby its okay

Fall go on and fall apart
Fall into these arms of mine
I'll catch you every time you fall
Go on and lose it all
Every doubt, every fear, every worry, every tear
I'm right here
Baby fall

Hold on hold on hold on to me...

Fall go on and fall apart
Fall into these arms of mine
I'll catch you every time you fall
Go on and lose it all
Every doubt, every fear, every worry, every tear
I'm right here
Baby fall

Before I go, let me leave you with this:
It feels good to be Miss Nancy Sol A. again. I will never change my name again. Mostly, cause it's a royal pain in the ass!

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Free Bird

It is finally official! I am divorced and my name is restored back to Nancy A. It's time to celebrate!

For those of you that are not sure what to say...Congratulations is perfectly fine!

Here's to a new chapter in my life, new beginnings, new starts…

Before I go, let me leave you with these quotes:

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity." - Gilda Radner

"Fairy tales don't always have a happy ending, do they?" - Fergie song: Big Girls Don't Cry

Sometimes things will fall apart in order for other things to fall into place.

Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

What appears to be the end may really be a new beginning.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007


Here are some quick updates:

  • Divorce will be finalized tomorrow morning. I will officially be Nancy A. I have to go to the court house to request for my name change. My lawyer is costing me a small fortune.
  • For those that want to join me for a drink and/or a dance, I'll be at Round Up tomorrow celebrating my first "true" night of Freedom (at last)!
  • I went to the Kenny Chesney concert this weekend. It was awesome! Sitting 20 rows from the stage...can't beat that. Sugarland (one of the opening acts) was amazing. I had tears in my eyes! The tailgating was tons of fun too! Good times with good friends!!!
  • I finally finished The Pillars of the Earth was a more of a relief than a happy ending. Ali, I did love the book, it just took me forever to finish!!! Thanks! See you in September, although ticket not purchased yet.
  • Oh, for those of you that don't know, I'm planning a trip to Spain in September.
  • I have this humongous bruise on my knee (I think it's my all time record of biggest bruise ever). It's from a week ago and it's still purple. Mathew definitely gets the clumsiness from me...he walked into a chair last week and bruised his eye. Scared the crap out of me. But he's good, just bruised like his mom.

Before I go, let me leave you with this:

Save the date: Friday June 29th
Pole Dancing Divorce Party (GIRLS ONLY)
My House
I will confirm with you the date and details, as soon as possible!

Save the date #2: Saturday June 30th
Celebrating My Freedom
ALL are welcome to join
Hard Rock Casino
Again, details will be coming shortly.


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