Ice Queen

Waking up in my favorite bed and getting another dose before I had to go home.

Post coital bliss Damn, we're f-in hot together

Looks like I will have to wait to find out how comfy the new bed is I'm going for a sleepover at my favorite place to go

Conflicted My new bed just got delivered, and sleeping on it for the first time does seem appealing; however, I would much rather go spend the night in someone else's bed. Curious Who knows when my bed will ever get "christened". I don't do that in my house. There's always kids around. Except right now...Who wants to come over? Okay, I guess I'm feeling rather silly. Must be the sex deprivation. 4 days is just way too long. Okay, maybe it's all the medications I'm on for my shoulder/arm. Just to be on the safe side though, I'm definitely going to fix the sex deprivation thing.

There are many things in the world one maybe passionate about, other then a fabled version of romance. Some are passionate about helping others. Some are passionate about art and it's many forms. There are some that are passionate about activism. Those are just a few examples, I'm sure the list can go on and on.

Pain, too much pain. I can't really be productive, and I hate wasted days! I haven't the time to waste!

Thanks for the reminder. As much as I am against doing anything invasive if I can get away with it, sometimes you are so desperate for relief you forget to say "can this be done, or anything noninvasive?" you just accept the "you need this" I am not a good patient. I am a big pain in the ass. I am an ICU nurse, I know everything, lol. I should have asked for better pain meds. Naproxen? Okay, yes, I need the anti-inflammatory, but this pain is ridiculous. However, this was the first time I have seen this Doctor. If you go in saying this isn't strong enough and ask for something stronger, they see you as a drug seeker if they don't know you. I know the meds because I am a nurse. I see what works and what doesn't. I also have a high pain tolerance and HATE taking ANYTHING. If I ask for a drug, I NEED it. My old doctor knew me, so I had no worries about that. I would just tell him. I'm giving it a chance though, it is a higher dose. I may be making a phone call later to tell them it's not working and may end up calling in the next 2 days at work if this pain isn't controlled.

This has spurred me to FINALLY see a doctor, not at work. I had to pick a new one since I haven't seen one since I changed jobs and moved. They gave me naprelan 500 and Soma, did some blood work, and scheduled an ultrasound and an EMG. The therapist and people at work says it sounds like a pinched nerve. They are also looking at the possibility of tendinitis, neuropathy, or carpal tunnel. Joy, oh joy!

Giving someone that was having a bad day, a momentary distraction that brought a smile to their face.

I haven't seen them since 1993 in Los Angeles. Great times! Too bad, that would have been an awesome show. At least they're putting out new music.

I feeling spurts of extreme pain in my shoulder and arm intermixed with just moderate to bad pain. Depending on the position, I am also feeling numbness and tingling in my hand and up my arm. I am also feeling muscle spasms near my elbow that I wasn't previously. I am feeling this is all rather unpleasant and I'd really like it to stop.

Being more than physical.

happy birthday and best wishes!

I am thinking having to install a new toilet is going to be a messy, pain in the ass project that I am not looking forward to learning hot to do.

Like everything is always my fault, and I can never do enough......according to others. Unfortunately the "others" most often include my children, especially the teenager

I'm thinking I want to show up at someone's door, close it behind me, strip, and get me a good workout

....and it would be worse now! We had to mop the floor after we got a little carried away in the bathroom last week. It was hard to believe how much fluid I released just in that short time, not to mention the other places..... Oh yeah.....guns. Hearing guns shots is like hearing whips hitting flesh or a nice bare handed spanking. Seeing a nice piece of equipment is, well, like seeing a nice piece of equipment...the same could be said for touching. The smell, you get it. I get very stimulated to say the least. If i were to go to such an event, I should make sure I had a date afterward, or a designated Kimberly handler.

This is so sad, but has proven true over and over. Unfortunately, my schedule has prohibited me from frequenting any alternatives to CC, not that I frequent there, either. I appear maybe a couple of times a season as it is, anymore.

Two wonderful men making me feel incredibly special. Not that! ...*thinks about it* well, now I have new spank bank material

I am thinking this post is entertaining and too true, too often. I am thinking sometimes I can be a little insensitive. I am thinking I am quite alright with that. I am not when it really matters, with those that it really matters with in my life. I can't wipe everyone's tears.

I am somewhat experienced with shotguns and hand guns. I really do enjoy shooting, but rarely do. I no longer have my own firearms. I get like a giddy little schoolgirl when I get to use someone else's, ask Spook mmmm, guns Sorry, got distracted. What was the question?

Happy Birhtday to a very beautiful lady!

I'm sorry, but I chuckled at this. I don't think it'd funny, just I completely understand. You are awesome! You are ready! Whatever you decide, you will make it work for the best. Best wishes and lots of hugs!

Like I need to get rid of my headache and be able to focus so I don't look like a complete space cadet at my interview later. A bit nervous about the likelihood that I will be leaving hospital work and all my technical skills, knowledge, and training will be null and void. I have a lot of thinking to do. I have other options to look at before I make this huge decision. I am feeling a bit weighted. I am feeling like the sun is shining, I have 3 amazing daughters, and I have the best friends a girl could want. I am feeling that whatever I decide, on a professional level, that it will be the right choice. I feel in retrospect, I will look back and wonder why I was so uneasy about it.

I'm thinking about sex, and even more about orgasms. I am thinking how the quantity and quality of orgasms, in one evening (or whenever), have been increasing dramatically since I more fully embraced my kinky side. I am thinking I am very happy to be a kinky girl.