soulsistrin

At the concert last weekend I met an old schoolmate of Chris’s. We got to talking about his wife and how they met. 

He was at work and was driving trough the parking lot and saw her from a distance. He observed her, went home, and told his mother he just saw the woman he was going to marry.

Months later they finally met and a while after that they started dating and within a year they were married.

His story really resonated with Chris who kept nodding his head as he listened. 

Chris asked me to marry him when I was fifteen years old, when he was seventeen. He knew even then that I was it for him.

After we broke up he had many other relationships, some of them long term. And whenever anyone ever asked him about marriage he always said that there was only one girl he would ever marry, and if not me then no one. And he stuck to his guns.

My side of the story is obviously different. I had to go see the world and meet all the idiots (and some very nice guys too to be fair) to realise that what we had really was it. But he knew. He always knew.

Twenty five years  after he first asked me, we finally made it. This year we’ll have been married for three years. All I can say is that it was definitely worth the wait.

Because I spent all day cleaning yesterday my back is fucked. So I have absolutely no intention of doing any work today whatsoever. 

That heating pad I just ordered from amazon would come in real handy right now.

Good news is I have a new book to read so that’s my plan for the day.

Typewriter: If you had to come up with ten words to describe your life story so far, what would they be!

Oy vey. Ten words: Innocence. Change. Loss. Adaptation. Control. Sadness. Seeking. Growth. Destruction. Resolution

I didn’t like this one. My life has been very painful.

Blue Hair Dye: One thing you like about your appearance?

I like my lips. I have very full, sensual lips that in their relaxed state look as though I’m pouting. I think they’re one of my most alluring features.

Thanks for the questions!

bearing–love

replied to your chat

“Lovely Asks”

roots. dragon. incense. the moon

Roots:How do you ground yourself or recharge?

The best way for me to ground myself is to take my shoes off and go walk in some grass. It doesn’t happen often enough. How I recharge? I’ll sleep in, take the day off and just watch nonsense on tv. Or read.

Dragons:What makes you feel powerful, what breathes life into you?

Hm… powerful. I feel powerful all the time to be honest, but I feel most powerful when I’m realising my dreams. Life always has challenges but when I can see myself making progress that breathes life into me.

Incense:List your three favorite scents.

I don’t know what it is exactly, but the air has a certain smell in it during a thunderstorm? Like it has a charge? That’s one. Another is the milky smell of babies, puppies and kittens. And the third is the smell of my husband. I love his scent.

Thanks for the questions!

Bones:Name one strength and one weakness.

Strength, I’d say I have almost unshakable confidence in my ability to do anything I set my mind to. Weakness, I’m short on patience.

Lace:Your favorite things to wear?

I’m a t-shirt and jeans girl you’ll find me in very little else. 

Honeybee:Name something positive you have done for yourself or someone else in the last two weeks.

I cleaned the house today. Like intense cleaning. I probably did that mostly for me. It now smells amazing and the energy is light and lovely.

Thank you hun!

Sealing Wax:Have you ever received a letter or written one to someone else?

Yeah! I mean my relationship with Chris was long distance for seven years so we wrote epic letters back and forth. Some of them have survived 🙂

Honeybee:Name something positive you have done for yourself or someone else in the last two weeks.

I’m actively paying off my credit card. I think that’s something good! I’m almost there!

Thanks for the asks 😀

Lavender:Name something that relaxes you.

Interestingly enough lavender relaxes me but I’ll go with music. Specifically jazz or classical. That’ll get me into the zone immediately.

Soup:Comfort food?

Omg what is this I was gonna answer soup hahaha. Honestly I really love soup even though it’s hot here. There’s something very soothing about it. Soup is a process. It’s something you have to take our time and eat slowly.  It’s my go-to comfort food.

Blue Hair Dye:One thing you like about your appearance?

My hair. Seriously I didn’t plan to answer all the questions with the questions but it was the first thing that came to mind. My hair is one of my most marked characteristics. I love it best when it is big and wild like a mane. Without it I wouldn’t be me. And I have cut it all off. I couldn’t wait to grow it back.

Thanks for the asks!

Lavender: Name something that relaxes you.
Polaroid: Post a picture that makes you feel good about yourself.
Vinyl: What is some of your favorite music?
Incense: List your three favorite scents.
Roots: How do you ground yourself or recharge?
Silk Sheets: Any ways you treat or spoil yourself?
Paintbrushes: Do you have a creative past-time?
Scars: Share something difficult you’ve been through.
Rainstorms: What helps you fall asleep?
Bones: Name one strength and one weakness.
Teacups: Favorite beverages?
Sealing Wax: Have you ever received a letter or written one to someone else?
Dragons: What makes you feel powerful, what breathes life into you?
Soup: Comfort food?
The Moon: What’s your favorite thing to do at night?
Klosh: If you could go back to any three era’s what would they be?
Lace: Your favorite things to wear?
Pocketwatch: If you could be immortal or have an extremely long life span what would you pick and why?
Honeybee: Name something positive you have done for yourself or someone else in the last two weeks.
Typewriter: If you had to come up with ten words to describe your life story so far, what would they be?
Blue Hair Dye: One thing you like about your appearance?
Felines: Something that makes you feel better after a hard day?
Poetry: If you have one, name a favorite book or poem.

p.s. I hate linoleum with the fire of a thousand suns

grievance is not the same thing is grief people

sixtyforty:

i believe very passionately in doing absolutely nothing for as long as you want or need without feeling guilty about it because capitalism sees free-time as its mortal enemy. the lack of free-time is the death of creativity, personal reflection, real sleep, and just sheer goddamn relaxation. capitalism realizes it must crush this in order to squeeze every last drop of cash and blood it can out of you before it discards your dried up and utterly spent husk onto the burning trash heap. do as much nothing as you can.

cosign

I was talking to a girlfriend today and we were both saying how we have many different groups of friends but neither of us had a core solid group that was our main group. We remarked that each group satisfied some part of ourselves but that we could not get everything in one.

And then she said something about it being a wonder I was able to get married. She didn’t mean it in a bad way it was just an expansion in the not finding everything in one group observation.

And I told her that, as with friends, you don’t find everything you need in one person. There are parts of me that I can’t find fulfillment or connection with in my relationship with my husband. And that’s completely ok. No one can be everything. Some things I find in friends and some things I keep looking for or do without. And that’s where you have to fill in the spaces with the things that enrich your soul and make your life joyful, on your own. And if you can balance the two enough, then I think you pretty much have the secret right there.

ultra-overdosin:

livelawless:

lnvocation:

My thighs are huge cuz they’re full of secrets

Wrap them around my ears and let me hear them all

Smooth as fuck

Heh

fostertheory:

ladynorbert:

thepsychicclam:

athenadark:

la-knight:

bettieleetwo:

geekinlibrariansclothing:

touchofgrey37:

deathcomes4u:

gunthatshootsennui:

validcriticism:

divinedorothy:

sim0nbaz:

foxsan:

shuttersmiley:

sourcedumal:

jackthebard:

Just remember. There is no such thing as a fake geek girl.
There are only fake geek boys.
Science fiction was invented by a woman.

Specifically a teenage girl. You know, someone who would be a part of the demographic that some of these boys are violently rejecting.

Isaac Asimov.

yo mary shelley wrote frankenstein in 1818 and isaac asimov was born in 1920 so you kinda get my point

If you want to push it back even further Margaret Cavendish, the duchess of Newcastle (1623-1673) wrote The Blazing World in 1666, about a young woman who discovers a Utopian world that can only be accessed via the North Pole – oft credited as one of the first scifi novels

Women have always been at the forefront of literature, the first novel (what we would consider a novel in modern terms) was written by a woman (Lady Muraskai’s the Tale of Genji in the early 1000s) take your snide “Isaac Asimov” reblogs and stick it

even in terms of male scifi authors, asimov was predated by Jules Verne, HG Wells, George Orwell, you could have even cited Poe or Jonathan Swift has a case but Asimov?

PbbBFFTTBBBTBTTBBTBTTT so desperate to discredit the idea of Mary Shelly as the mother of modern science fiction you didn’t even do a frickin google search For Shame

And if you want to go back even further, the first named, identified author in history was Enheduanna of Akkad, a Sumerian high priestess.

Kinda funny, considering this Isaac Asimov quote on the subject:

Mary Shelley was the first to make use of a new finding of science which she advanced further to a logical extreme, and it is that which makes Frankenstein the first true science fiction story.

Even Isaac Asimov ain’t having none of your shit, not even posthumously.

You know what else was invented by women? Masked vigilantes, the precursor to the modern superhero. Baroness Emma Orczy wrote The Scarlet Pimpernel in 1905.

The character would later inspire better known masked vigilantes such as Zorro and Batman.

Got that?

Stick that in your international pipe and smoke it

I have literally been telling people this for over a year.

the first extended prose piece – ie a novel, was not, as many male scholars will shout, Don Quixote (1605) but The Tale of Genji (1008) written by a woman

The first autobiography ever written in English is also attributed to a woman, The Book of Margery Kempe (1430s).

The day may come when I find this post and do not reblog it, but it is not this day.

Reblogging for the Peggy Carter head roll.

Reblogging out of duty to womanhood

onlinecounsellingcollege:

1. It enables you to block out the voices of others – who tell you who you are, and how to live your life.

2. It helps you to hear and to listen to your heart, and to get back in touch with your authentic self.

3. It acts as a tonic when you’re feeling tired and stressed, or worn out, and worn down by life’s demands.

4. It allows you to sort through, and to regulate, emotions – so you’re able to feel calm and more grounded again.

5. It enables you to rest; it renews your energy; and it revives your creativity and curiosity.

6. It helps you to enjoy your relationships and friends – as you’re able to establish proper boundaries again.

All of this

I watched the first night of the new Roots miniseries but I couldn’t bring myself to watch the second. I’ll get it after when I feel able but it was too hard to watch. 

Want to take a nap but I already made the bed.

Hm

Got up at 5 because I have to drop Chris to work so I can use his car to pick up my mom from the airport because mine is still at the fucking mechanic. 

I am very grumpy.

Well I’ve given up on the idea that I’m going to get any work done. It’s been raining all day and we’ve been curled up in bed. I just finished dinner and there’s just no way in hell I am going to sit at that bench and make ANYTHING.

GOT and that new Roots reboot are on tonight so it’s tv city. Chris is making the popcorn if y’all wanna come.

mistavybe:

mandy-queenofsquats:

whenblackwasinvogue:

aesfetic:

When men say, “I only fuck girls with tight pussies.”

Do you know what a tight pussy is?

An un-aroused pussy.

Your sex game weak.

Bye.

I’m glad this sentiment is gaining traction. Spread this shit like wildfire.

We need to teach women this too because all the time I have female friends talking about how tight they are and I’m like “you’re basically telling me your man didn’t properly arouse you before plowing you and you’re okay with that ¯_(ツ)_/¯”

I’ve had female friends, post childbirth, that when the doctor went to stitch them up (tearing happens when you’ve shoving a baby out of your vagina, guys), they asked for “an extra stitch or two”, because they wanted a “tight pussy”.

I think the the “tight pussy” fascination is a remnant from the days of a virgin bride giving her father more bargaining power to demand a higher dowry for marrying her off and/or cut a better deal with her suitor for land, money etc in exchange for marriage. 

 Just like bloody sheets after marriage consummation sex, a “tight” vagina would be another “sure” sign that the bride was previously unused sexually… 

Playing devil’s advocate though, @mandy-queenofsquats, a woman’s vagina could be “tight” if she strengthened her pelvic muscles by doing kegels (or just always had intuitively good pelvic floor flexing ability). 

So “tight” = being unaroused shouldn’t be a universal assumption, should it?

 Also, from a general (cis) male point of view: while a well aroused and thus relaxed vagina is pleasurable for the woman, friction (particularly on the penile head) is pleasurable for most guys, yes? So it is kind of natural for men to enjoy that to some degree, right?

Just sparking dialogue… No shade intended at all ☺️

When a woman is aroused her vagina actually expands to accommodate a man’s penis, by several inches. So an unaroused woman will actually be “tighter” than a woman who is not aroused.

Also the tightness idea stems from policing women’s sexuality. The idea being that a virgin or a woman who has had little sex will be tighter than a woman who has had a lot of sex. The term “loose” woman has a double meaning. Loose in morality also correlates to a loose vagina. Which is of course a fallacy. The vaginal walls are muscles. They don’t get looser with use. Furthermore a woman who had has sex with a thousand dicks will be no looser than a woman who has sex with one dick a thousand times. Vaginal walls can and do get tighter with MORE use, not less. Furthermore an aroused vagina will be lubricated and should therefore feel less tight not more.

Bloody sheets after marriage are based on the false assumption that an intact hymen equals virginity. A hymen can rupture in many ways that have nothing to do with sex. You can also have sex and not rupture your hymen at all.

Tight pussies and bleeding vaginas are not an indication of virginity or virtue.

Today’s been one of those lazy days. I haven’t been able to make it out of bed. I love days like this. Except I have work to do. I’m gonna try to get to it later. Try being the operative word.

We scored two free tickets to a big reggae concert today. We weren’t gonna go until we saw that they were VIP tickets. So guess who’s going to a reggae concert tonight?

From the minute Chris and I got together I told him about my tumblr. He always understood and accepted that it was an important part of my life. When I talk about a “friend from tumblr” he get that this is a real friendship, whether or not I’ve met this person in real life. I’m glad that he never made me feel weird about it and always accepted that it was part of me. 

I’m having a hard time getting motivated today. Yesterday was a public holiday and today is friday and my mind is on weekend mode already. But I have orders to get out. Business has been good this month. Not where I want it yet but I’m hoping I’m on my way there. I really miss having a salary man. But I wouldn’t have it any other way at this point.

tarpo:

audioper:

nudityandnerdery:

radioactiveferret:

caffeinatedmusing:

pea-gravel:

what-the-hecky-heck:

teacandy:

kalgalen:

http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Special:Random

wow. what a superpower.

HELICOPTER PROPULSION

TRUE FORM.

The power to assume one’s power, item, or their own body’s true form to obtain its true power. A variation ofPower Manifestation, Super Form, and Double-Edged Power. The opposite of Sealed Form.

Dance Combat…..isn’t that capoeira? I mean, that’s cool, but I don’t know if it’s a superpower exactly…

Habitable Anatomy. 

I don’t think I like this. 

Jade, you can use it to make your body habitable. No more chronic illnesses. No nothing.

That would be awesome.

(I got Meta-Concept Manipulation. Which… Could be amazing?)

ALIEN MIND: power to possess a mind so alien that it is incompatible with normal minds.

And it shows a picture of the Joker.

Isn’t this what I already have?

Temperature Immunity!
Yay? I guess that will make late summer more bearable.

Morality Manipulation

The power to augment the morality or wickedness in others, or to make them “Good” or “Evil”.

That is SO me.

Me: For breakfast I had two hard boiled eggs on toast and some… chai
Him: Man I’m so FUCKING glad you didn’t say chai tea
Me: …I was gonna actually but I decided it was better I didn’t
Him: IT REALLY PISSES ME OFF WHEN PEOPLE SAY CHAI TEA!
Me: *relieved it got it right*

When is y’alls Memorial Day?

res-orb:

So much truth

pandoranora:

soulsistrin:

pandoranora replied to your post: “I hate it when people pay you with money that’s all rolled up or…”:

me too!! or when I have to flip all the bills around so they face the right way

It’s like people have no respect for money anymore (all my bills are currently aligned and in sequential order)

ahhh we are truly soul sisters!!! My bills are in my wallet, sequentially, all facing the same direction, right side up and smoothed flat.  Has to be done!!

All is right in the universe 🙂

I hate it when people pay you with money that’s all rolled up or crumpled. Fucks up the lines in my wallet.

Chris went by Heather tonight to grab some dinner. I can’t say Heather and Diane anymore but that’s what we used to call it.

I kind of feel about Diane’s death the way I felt about my Dad. You know when someone has a larger than life personality? When they die you kind of have a hard time believing it. They live on so vividly in your heart and mind that you can’t believe they’re not gonna be there next time you visit. I guess that’s really how people live on. I hope I’m memorable too, man.

I worked through lunch and now I’m super hungry. I didn’t plan to make anything for dinner either got too caught up in work (it’s amazing how putting together necklaces can suck up your time). I think I’m gonna have to have some ramen.

I did about four stamped necklaces today and I didn’t fuck any of them up. I’m throwing myself a parade.