Saturday, December 31, 2011

New Year's Party!

The hubby and I have been invited out to a party! Oh the joy and confusion!

Do I go as the mystery man?

or wear an avant-garde costume?
Or just go as my usual gorgeous self?

I anticipate party games...

Perhaps more than a few....
We have been promised entertainment...

and I have already warned the hubby that at midnight I am locking lips with the man next to me, so he had better not wander off....
We almost always stay in or host so this year is a real treat! Let's hope we don't make too much of a scene!

Have a fantastic night tonight - I know I will!

Laundry Day & New Year's Eve!

Oh my goodness, the houseboy took the week off and went to the beach for the holidays. I am left with a zillion things to clean! I had to call the neighbor boys over to help out!
Luckily, this fellow was thoughtful enough to begin the pre-soak cycle...
This loverly man is helping me scrub some of the unmentionables clean.
and this sexy devil is stripping down to add his contribution to the load...
My friend here is bringing in the last of the towels from the cabana.
This sunkissed beauty is helping me hang the laundry out to dry!

Oh thank goodness those reinforcements arrived in time for me to clean up and get ready for tonight!


Hope your day is turning out as clean as mine!

Friday, December 30, 2011

Friday Fruitcake! A holiday tradition!

Oh my goodness!


A friend of ours, Mark, made us a small bundt shaped fruitcake that was delish but I could only eat a tiny bite as it was SO full of brandy that it felt like I was being fumigated when I nibbled it. The hubby ate it all and boy was he tipsy lol.

This isn't it of course, but it did look like this :P I forgot to take its pic before the hubby swallowed it all.
As the year winds down to a close, I always like to take time to reflect on things I have done, things I might like to do, things I am proud of doing, etc...


A pic of all of us (yes I am in here) from the retreat I attended in October -  a definite highpoint in my year!
I lost a few friends to disease, accidents and old age, but I also gained a few friends through reaching out and risking intimacy. Oddly, while it doesn't balance, it definitely feels good to keep my circle growing.



I try not to ponder the losses as much as the gains, but some folks just leave a gap in my life that is too big to ignore when they die.

The Chattin family tartan - my friend Rosetoes wears it with pride, I think it is scary, but then I am not Scottish so I am not really allowed an opinion! lol

I terribly miss my dear friend Rose who was 92 1/2 when she died last spring. This lady had seen some things! She was fun, spirited, flirtatious (yes even at 92) and had a 60 year old boyfriend when she died. She left a huge gap with her death. Rose was the last of my 'adopted' grandparents and I teared up yet again just the other day when I realized I wasn't going to get one of her beautiful, long, hand written letters and Christmas cards this year - the first Christmas I wouldn't get one in 26 years...

On a positive note, Rose was one of those rare elders who thought sex was a good thing and didn't mind making the occasional randy joke, loved my husband the minute she met him over 2 decades ago, gleefully attended our wedding and bragged about it to all of her friends. She loved to dance and party it up like a woman 1/2 her age. I love her and will cherish her memories.

While I didn't "do" the boy with the tattoo, he did whip it out for us at the Folsom Street Fair. Trust me, it is delicious looking..and he was a real sweetheart.

These men were just a few whose pics from the Folsom street fair made it into the spank bank.




I have a few new men friends that would be right at home in this pic.

I love meeting porn stars in person. It is just so much fun!
Daddies in my dreams!
OMG the time this must have taken.  I remember he smelled good too.
 



Just a recap of Folsom, thought it might be enjoyable :)

A last piece of fruitcake for your viewing pleasure...

All in all I would have to say that 2011 was a winning year for me. Let's hope it was for you too!

If I don't blog at you again before the new year, have a blast this weekend!


Sunday, December 25, 2011

Blessed Saturnalia! I mean Merry Christmas! Glad Tidings! Yeah that....

In the USA we celebrate Christmas, with a lot of mixed in commercialism, decorate our homes, light up trees and the outsides of our houses and exchange gifts with loved ones and friends.

Tell Santa what you need...
Remember Solstice (that thing that happened Dec. 22 this year)? When the days begin to get longer and we celebrate the return of the light? Well in ancient Rome, Saturn - a god of fertility and planting - was celebrated over a multi-day event beginning at Solstice - the Romans were celebrating the return of the sun. People would decorate their homes, light candles, prepare festive meals and exchange gift... sounding at all familiar? 


What 99.99% of people who observe the holiday don't know is that Christmas is a holiday started by the new Roman Catholic Church in the fourth century A.D. Baby Jeebus was probably, at least with as much accuracy as can be given to such records, born on or around early September. Or November. Or Perhaps late March...remember, if it happened at all folks, it was well over 2000 years ago. 

I want a scarf for Christmas...
(Now a personal aside - the Romans at the time were positively ANAL about record keeping so the fact that there is absolutely no record at all of baby jeebus is a mystery in itself, however if you are going to swallow the Jesus myth whole-cloth, it doesn't really matter that this part is wonky either.)

Santa and a helper Elf!
The Church at the time (and still today actually), didn't know when Jesus was born, but they wanted to establish a Mass to celebrate the Christ's birth so this particular Mass was cherry-picked to coincide with both Solstice (celebrated throughout non Roman parts of Europe at that time) and Saturnalia, a holiday the Roman populace had been celebrating for centuries.

I hope that is mistletoe hay cause that's where I am kissing him...
By co-opting an existing and wildly popular holy day (holiday - got it?) they could more easily get buy in from the general populace to celebrate their own reason for the holiday. The early Catholic church did this with many holidays, with saints (named after local deities), with churches to the Mother Mary (usually place on the same site as a previous wild grotto or natural altar to a mother goddess.) - it is a well established historical fact. Look it up. :P

Now, the other day, I promised you a look into Isis, Osiris and Horus. I think. I forget, but I am not gonna reopen the blog to look, I am too lazy.


So... understanding that this is actually an abreviated retelling of the myth and therefore will be lacking on some fun details...

Osiris, the Godking of Egypt, and Isis, his Goddess/Queen/Mother/Sister, was beloved by all his people. He was kind and just and taught them to plow the earth, how to honor the gods and he gave them laws to live by. (In most of the early myths it was really Isis who did all the good stuff, but it got changed in later dynasties to give credit to the male deities which is interesting and very common).

Isis' other son/brother Set was jealous of Osiris' adoration and plotted against him.

If Ossy was as sexy as this Egyptian cutey, I would be jealous too!
Set tricked Osiris into climbing into a gilded coffin that he had had made as a gift. When Osiris got inside to see how well he fit, Set nailed it shut and threw it into the Nile where it was swept out to sea.


Isis was overcome with grief and cut off a length of her hair, dressed herself in mourning clothes and went on her way to look for the coffin with her husband´s body. (Another myth for why we have Winter)
She kept followed rumors of the coffin until she left Egypt and came into the land of Byblos. Here the rumours spoke about a wonderful tree that suddenly had started to grow on the shore. Isis understood then that the coffin had floaten ashore and gotten stuck in a bush. Nurtured by the divine presence of Osiris´ body, the bush had sprouted and grown into a large tree.

Regardless of the myth you read, she eventually acquired tree, removed the coffin  and took Osiris home to Egypt and hid him in the reeds near the river until it was time to revive him.


Except...Set sensed that his brother was near again and before Isis could return to Osiris and bring him back to life, he searched out the coffin and broke into it and tore Osiris´ body into fourteen pieces which he spread out all over the land.

He looks like he is strong enough but I bet he would rather touch a man in 14 places, what do you think?
For a long time Isis and her sister Nephtys searched the lands together, gathering body parts and binding Osiris back together. (This process became embalming and mummification which she later taught to humans). The only part of Osiris she could not locate was his penis. So she made one. She breathed life into Osiris one last time in order to conceive a child and then sent him to rule the underworld.

Interestingly, Isis and Horus became the model for the Mary/Christ poses and paintings...borrow much? I am always amazed at just how much the Catholic church stole from other pre-existing religions in order to get people to be familiar with it and accept it more easily.
Osiris became in time the King of the Land of the Dead, while his son of Isis Horus became the ever living Godking of Egypt.

I bet you are asking why or what the parallels are and why I took the time the tell this story... 

The celebration of the rebirth of life for Osiris and conception (not birth) of Horus happened to occur in a mutli-day festival starting at winter Solstice...at which time they were celebrating the return of the light - (who is Jesus? oh yeah, the Light and Son of God? Whom the Church wants us to celebrate at Solstice).

Okay, I probably could have brought that all together a little better but I am stuffed with holiday ham and cookies and that is my excuse for lazy story telling :)

This is a fun drawing of Set about to seduce Horus, little does he know that Isis already instructed Horus on how to flip this fuck.
On a related but different myth - Set and Horus had an affair and Isis helped Horus control the intercourse and eventually embarrass Set in front of the other gods, flipping Set's plan to humiliate Horus on its end. Homosexuality was a common practice back then - the Gods and Goddesses got up to all sorts of fun things.

I like learning this stuff, but more importantly, I like and love being with family and friends and I will accept any excuse to do so!!!
This pic is simply gratuitous. Not even really gonna try to excuse it, I just like blonds and it is sorta xmasy :)
Merry Christmas everyone, hope your day was blessed, and try not to think about all the conflicting reasons and borrowed religions behind the holiday unless you want to learn more, then read up on it.


Saturday, December 24, 2011

Bah Humbug! But not really...

Yes, a lot of other people are celebrating xmas eve. Bleh. Never one of my favorite holidays. Chalk it up to childhood family experiences. Some families shouldn't be allowed to converge for any reason, even funerals and weddings.

Well, maybe if the funeral was here, its pretty here :P
Don't get me wrong, I hardly had the worst upbringing, this stuff is all relative (no pun intended).




One one side at least - the Italian/Sicilian side - which had a few total gems mind you, but as a whole, were just always a little less friendly and more cold than the okie/arkie side of my family. BTW the two never mingled. Which might actually have been fun.

The food from the Sicilian side of the family
was most definitely worth keeping...

The okie/arkie side of the family - I could never get enough of them. To this day, that is the side of the family I stay in contact with the most and truly love visiting. Even the gruffest and most hillbilly of those relatives is still more loving and endearing to me and my husband than almost anyone on the other side of the family.

He reminds me of one of my favorite cousins as a kid.

This wonderful side of my family isn't getting together until tomorrow and we won't be visiting them this year as it is the Husband's family's turn since my family got us for Turkey Sacrifice Day.



So today, we are at home, doing a little cooking, looking at cute men on the interwebs and listening to fun non-holiday music - and looking forward to seeing my mother-in-law Teddy tomorrow - a woman I admire and love dearly :)

No its not really my MIL but I love her almost as much! The hubby's mom had a brain lesion a few years ago and hasn't remembered my name since. Still loves me though :)

I hope your day has been full of fun laughter and joy. Mine has been :)

If it hasn't, then I leave you with a couple of parting pictures...of sweater guys!!! Cause I think they can brighten anyone's day!


Friday, December 23, 2011

Furry Friday with a twist!

Okay, normally I would be posting men with hot furry bodies...

An excellent example of furry yumminess!

But last night we had a HARD frost.


Now for those of you in the mountains or back east, this is nothing special or unusual, but to me - here in the North Central Valley of the sunny state of California - many hours of mid 20s weather is scary and plain wrong!

You cold land folk prolly look like this all the time.

I had to cover plants and bundle up pipes and shit.

I was NOT smiling like this snowlad.
So in addition to bitching about the weather, I am changing up my Furry Friday a bit and focusing on one of the fetishes that makes me so so happy...MEN IN SWEATERS! Thats sorta furry, right?

I know I have mentioned before that there is something about a man in a sweater that just makes me burn with desire. These are a few pics form my collection, and while they all seem to be relatively hairless in my usual preference, they still rock me :)

5o'clock shadow and a sweater - double duty dirty lust for me. Thanks fella!
The heavy brow look makes me think of cavemen. At least the sweater is hot :P
This hottie looks like he wants me to slide my hand inside that sweater and check the fit...
Funny enough, I dislike hoodies in general but a hoody sweater combo? Okay, it'll do.
Big bulky cable-knits are actually my primo favorite types of sweaters. This one is totally hot imo. It almost doesn't matter what the guy looks like, a sixpack is not required, in fact, a chubby bear type is just as sexy to me as a hunk, but then, this is a fetish, lol. I would dress the hubby (who is so not a bear - perhaps an otter? Definitely a badger...) in cable-knits all the time if he would let me.
I don't normally even think he is worth a second look, but in a sweater? Yeah, I would do it.
"Simon Kaplinksy" (just one of his names) does it for me on many levels, but in a sweater? All I can say is oh fuck, that is hot.
This loverman shows that though he manscapes the chest, what is growing in proves he would probably be right my up alley bodyhair wise...I wonder if I can find him shirtless and natural chested? That would make a nice future post.
Here's hoping your day is warmer that mine! At least my baby citrus trees survived, though my perennials that were lasting deeper into winter than usual are totally crapped out. It was inevitable, but I did enjoy the extra flowers in winter until last night :)

Happy xmas weeknd folks!