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10 down.

3 Feb

gee wiz! did i really just do that?!

Looking at the scale on Tuesday I was a little shocked- could I REALLY be 10 lbs down? I’ve never been able to do that in all the years I’ve been trying to lose weight. I’m not quite sure what is different this time- could it be that I’m not doing WeightWatchers or some other weight loss group? Could it be that I’ve made some great friends at my new job who are active and like going to our daily workout classes? Or could it be that I am at a point in my life where enough is enough and I’m just ready for a change? Probably all of the above to some extent. But I have to say it hasn’t been very hard but I’ve dramatically reduced portion size and hit the gym pretty much every day (oh, and cut out beer almost completely- I say almost because I had this amazing bourbon barrel beer last night that was to die for. Can’t pass that up!) I’ve also been using a free site that helps plan out your weight loss goals. Say you want to lose 30 lbs, you can set your age, weight, goal weight and time frame and they’ll tell you how many calories you should have per day in order to meet your weekly and overall goals. Super easy and it really helps to see where your daily calories come from. For me, keeping track online is a whole lot easier than writing it in a journal or having to calculate cals. With, it’s all right there and you can calculate everything based on portion size, food type, and they have tons of branded foods so you can be really accurate.

I must say that it’s a bit of a confidence booster when your jeans are a little looser and you can see your cheek bones. Although, part of this glow I’ve had lately could be contributed to a certain gentleman I’ve been cavorting with. Whether it turns into something or not, it’s certainly been fun to feel like an attractive, special woman. Thanks GJ ūüėČ

Moral of the story? Taking action to change your life is a good thing. Whether it’s changing relationships, career paths, lifestyles, etc., taking charge of who you are and what you want your life to look like is one of the most liberating things a gal could do. Sure change is scary and different, but oh so worth it in the end. I’ve started to head down this long path to a healthier me and I know it will be hard at times, but the feeling I have just knowing that I’m doing something about it is propelling me forward. You can do it!




The Case of Mistaken Identity

30 Aug

Earlier this summer, I learned a lesson the hard way (and when I say hard, I mean, as hard as one can be at 2:30 am after about 15 beers and likely some NFL furnished illict substances); when on a weekend getaway with a large group of friends, discretion is CRUCIAL when it comes to engaging in intimate relations.  Nothing more needs to be said, other than, lesson learned.  Point taken.

I have two annual cabin parties a summer.  The first is the one that provided the aforementioned lesson.  The second one I just returned from.  Also worth noting, for the past year or so, I have had two gentlemen friends who can be counted on in dire circumstances.  Coincidentally, each cabin party includes one of these men.  How convenient.

Anywho, the latest, the Barnes Extravaganza, was a delightful experience.¬† I was looking forward to some fun in the sun.¬† And fun in the sun I got.¬† I was also kind of looking forward to time with gentlemen number 2 (we’ll call him Longbottom), but like I said, I already had some randy cabin fun, and this is a slightly tamer crowd that Cabin Trip 1, so I knew to be patient.¬† Longbottom and I have been fortunate enough to find empty closets and such in the past, but you never want to push your luck.

On Friday night, I celebrated the cabin weekend with gusto.  Eventually, the time had come for me to retire.  I headed up to my favorite bedroom and was ready to put myself to bed.  (Un)fortunately, I noticed that someone else had set-up camp in my room, but the bed was wide open.  Not long after I put myself to bed, did someone join me in my bed.  Immediately this guest started engaging in classic drunk bed sharing game of footsie/leg rub/hair stroke/etc.  Still passed out/sleeping, I gave back similar gestures, but nothing further happened.  Maybe an hour later, I woke up to get a drink of water.  On my way back to bed, I decided to maybe iniate something more.  Longbottom is never mad about being woken up, and we were at the cabin.  So why not?!  WELL, fortunately, I decided to actually look at my bedmate this time and noticed that it was NOT Longbottom, but instead another gentlemen.  I almost screamed.  Thank God something held me back from engaging in anything more that playful petting and saved me the embarassment of grabbing a lil candy wrapper from my bag and seductively bringing  it back to bed (along with my water, of course).

Though I walked away with no ass, sometimes that’s better than awkward or the wrong ass.¬† I’ve learned this lesson¬†through trial and error, and though I recommend trying a lot, becareful of the drastic error.¬†