Saddle Up

Fantasy based thoughts are engulfing my little mind today. I've actually made myself wet a couple times today with my own kinky thoughts. I worked the gallery today and for the life of me couldn't paint because thoughts of all kinds of sexual goings on were taking over.

Being tied up, but not like usual with straps to the bed post. But ropes cinched around each boob, around my waist, pulled taught against my pussy and ass. My arms tied down at my sides and legs straddled around some kind of saddle. All the while people rubbing oil over my tightly bound body. Teasing me with objects they might put in me. Treating me kindly but with a sense of force that drove me into a crazy mess.

So here I sit on the couch after dinner thinking wow, where do these thoughts come from. Yeah, it does turn me and it somewhat scares me at the same time. Am I freaky? Do other people have these kind of thoughts? 

Projects

Kind of ewwww.

Chair in its before stage. (sanded)

Pulling cushion staples.

Cutting all the wood for Murphy Bed.

Starting to assemble.

We got wood!! :)

We are project people. For years we've worked on our 1920's Spanish bungalow. It's been sort of a hobby for us. Well for the last year or so, we've taken a break from doing things that require weekend time. We have new friends, the gallery, and for a while just felt that we just need to kick back and enjoy our hard labor.

We gotten back into the swing of things and have a few projects under way. We are making a Murphy bed. (a bed that goes into a cabinet). It will be detailed out to go with our decor. The companies that make these don't make a style that we like. So we have ordered the mechanisms that make the bed go up and down and lock and are building out the bed frame and cabinet ourselves. It will have a custom paint job to make it look like a piece of rustic Mexican furniture.

We also have been refinishing a pair of old dining chairs that someone gave us. Sanding, painting, and reupholstering these has taken up more time than needed, but desperately need at our gallery for the desk area.

There are always other things that need to be done, when you start a project. For instance, We needed to paint the bedroom where the Murphy bed is going because when all said and done we wanted everything to look the part. (we painted last weekend) Where the bed is going, is where the electrical plugs are and there are none on the other side of the room. So, it needs to be moved. The desk that we bought 2 years ago is now to big to go on the other side of the room. Now in the market for small rustic desk. This is something we've wanted to do for quite sometime now and we are having company in the middle of June. It just gave us a purpose to do it, because we are not equipped with any other sleeping arrangements. 

I will follow up with the progress.

IOU

My husband was quite a dear the other day. He took a call from an aunt of mine that absolutely drives me up the wall and talked to her for 17 minutes. After the call was over he says to me, "you owe me big time." With a knowing grin on my face I ask, "what do I owe you"? He replies without hesitation a blow job.

So it being Friday night, and to end the week on good note, I think I will give back for the good deed done for me. Although, I will benefit from this also, so is it a fair IOU?

New Chair

Being naked in the new chair.

Butt White

So, I'm butt white. 

I wear sunscreen off and on and then burn and peel. It takes some doing to get myself a nice looking tan. In the years past I hate to admit, but have been a part time booth burner. It had seemed to be the easiest way to gradually work into my summer tan without going through the burning or covering up with sunscreen and not getting any color. It was just laying in a tanning bed for 15-20 minutes for a few sessions and wahhh-la... I was off white. Well, I know better than to do this whole UV skin cancer thing and I'm trying to lean towards a healthier alternative.

So, I've decided to try Mystic Tan. You stand in a booth and you are sprayed for about 30 seconds and your done.

Well, easier said than done.

I checked this whole arrangement out before I chose to go ahead and do this. It seemed that I would physically be able to do this and for such a short amount of time it wouldn't be bad. I even got out of my chair and got in the booth to see how it would be. I was able to hold the walls for balance and it all seemed pretty good. So I made an appointment and came back a couple days later.

I took my mom with me, just for support the first time. So, I do all the preparing you do before you get in. Barrier cream between the toes and fingers and bellybutton, oh and yes you go naked. Barrier cream keeps areas from getting to dark. Then in I go. I pushed a button towards the front of the booth to start it  and then step back on the designated foot plate and position my body. Well, because of my jack rabbit quickness and keen sense of balance, the damn thing nearly knocked my ass over. Oh and by the way, you are supposed to keep your eyes closed and your mouth shut. As I'm being pummeled by the three air compressor type nozzles and almost doing a nose dive, I catch myself and hold on for dear life and realize my legs are together and my eyes and mouth are wide open. The machine stops and I turn around for my back to get the treatment. I hold on with all my might, and here we go again. I get pushed against the back wall and I stand there trembling and shaking. When it's done I throw open the door with this fog like haze rolling out of the door and look at my mom and say "I almost died"!! We just laughed. But I was bummed because I bought a package deal and didn't know if I could do this 3 more times. For most people it would be nothing, but a feather could knock me over, so this was going to be a challenge. Damn it! I don't want skin cancer, but here I am now sucking up Mystic Tan spray and who knows what that's doing to me. Will I be able to catch myself the next time the hurricane force winds blow? Well we don't know right now, but did go to Walmart and purchased a grab bar with suction cups on it to stick on the wall of the spray booth.

As of now, the tan is mediocre at best. I'm told you need to keep going to build the tan up. Yes, I am a glutton for punishment.

(No,the picture above is not me.)( I wish I had her body) :)

All is Good.

This has been a big month for this chick. Although I have the urge to blog, getting the notion to do it is another thing. I always seem to be busy doing other things or just don't know what to write. I don't want to quit and I won't. I guess it's just a little lull. 

Anyways, We had a great opening at our gallery on May 9th. We had 89 pieces total and sold 22 so far. I think we hit our market for the time being. With them being only 2 or 3 inches, they were a bit more affordable. Because right now with the bad economy NO ONE is buying art. And that's understandable. I continue working on the itty bitties to fill holes where the others have sold. This show is up till about the middle of June.

Also, I will be entering the OC fair with one of my pieces. The fair is a good way to get your name out there. In the past, I've entered myself into the amateur division of the fine arts. This will be the first year to enter the professional division. I'm required to do that because I am selling on a regular basis. I guess that's where I am and I'm pretty ok with that. It's a good advertising gig with thousands of people viewing your work for a month... for like a 15 buck entry fee. That's so worth it to me.

Something that is pretty cool that happened the other day is......I got a new chair!! Yeahhhh!! I ordered it a month and a half ago, and it finally is complete. It's custom made, so it takes a while.

It's been almost 6 years since I've gotten a new one. It's like getting a new car and wardrobe all in one. It's very nice and I have become one with it quite quickly. My other one was getting pretty worn down and uncomfortable. I guess that's what happens when you sit, roll, do home improvement, paint, yard work, dance, go to school, vacation..........and just live. We got a killer deal that I will explain on another post when I unveil the ass attachment. 

I will try to be a better blogger.