It is raining outside, and kitty needs a wee. She goes outside, sees the rain, comes in again, miaows cos she needs to go out, goes outside, see the rain, comes in again, miaows..........
and so it goes on.

Bet you thought I meant a different pussy didn't you?

Actually, that one is a bit frustrated too, but will get lots of attention on Monday, so then will be a very happy pussy.

I pinched this one from geeforce, and as ever Blogthings is uncannily accurate. Spooky

Your Lust Quotient: 59%

You are definitely a lustful person, but you do a good job of hiding it. Your friends would be surprised to know that your secretly very wild!

well, who can resist chocolate, I know I can't

who was it who said, " i can resist everything, except temptation"
They were talking about me I think.

What Your Taste in Chocolate Says About You

You are sweet, mellow, and easily satisfied. You don't like anything too intense and dramatic. Deep down, you're a kid at heart... and you're nostalgic for the past. You are passionate and full of life. You fall in love easily, and you tend to have whirlwind relationships. Your passion sometimes does get the better of you. You have a crazy temper! You love being around people. Friendships are important to you. You feel lost when you're by yourself... so you tend to avoid being alone.

the nest was as wonderful as ever. I cannot imagine how we would ever manage without it. We stayed in all day, and made love in the morning, made love after lunch, fell asleep in each others arms, and talked about all sorts. It was a wonderful day, again.
I am really looking forward to the next time, which will not be too long away.

R gave me a beautiful ring. White gold with a ruby, as a gift from his last trip. Engraved in the ring is my name in Singhalese, it is really lovely. It got noticed at home, but it is believed I bought it myself.
I have told him that it does mean that we have to stay lovers now, cos if we don't I will be too upset to ever wear it, which would be a real shame.
That is the problems with gifts.

I also see that Hotmail is one of the mailservers blocking blog comments, so I am not really ignoring you if I don't respond straightaway. Just got to check on here a bit more often.

On Monday, i will be all day at the nest. Hold all calls please. I intend to thoroughly enjoy myself and to allow myself to be thoroughly pampered
I can hardly wait.

I heard on the news today that Norway is making prostitution illegal, as it already is in Sweden, or maybe it was Denmark. Anyway, the punishments will be meted out to the punters and not the girls, and the idea is to try and combat all the sex trafficking that is going on there, apparently it is a big problem with lots of foreign girls being brought in illegally and against their will to serve in brothels.

On the one hand I think it is great to try and stop enforced prostitution. On the other hand, those bands will just move their girls somewhere else, and those who were doing it to earn a living, along with the punters who used them will be unable to carry on. I still feel that regulating the profession is a better way of dealing with this, rather than regulating against the profession..
Of course if men did not use prostitutes that are clearly being forced into it, then the law would not have to get involved at all, and enforced prostitution would no longer be a viable business opportunity for the men behind it.

just my thoughts, but what do I know?

Have you guys seen that Kevinwilson has had a book published based on his blog ?
All about being King Kevin on the isle of Kev. I reckon I might order a copy, as he is a very funny bloke.
I am not biased, just cos he has promised me a villa on the island, and that I can accompany him to India, all that means nothing

Davij is one of my oldest blog buddies - in terms of being a buddy, not in terms of his age. He drops by regularly, and often leaves me a kind comment. I reckon Davij is a real gentleman. He likes the good things in life, like wine, women and song, but is a faithful husband, and a loving dad. He sings like Sinatra, and knows how women should be treated. He always has an eye for a pretty girl, but i don't think he would ever stray. He is a believer in God, but does not judge. To me it seems he tries to understand. I get the feeling he understands because of things that have happened in his life before this marriage.
When we did the bloscars, I nominated Davij as one blogger I would like to meet. Maybe when I am next in Canada

So Happy Birthday Davij, I know you will enjoy it.

In my previous post I wrote of my soul connection. R asked me what time I had this feeling, 2.30 I said. He wouldn't tell me what had happened, but something had, it was too complicated to explain on the phone.
Now he has mailed, to tell me that at 2.30 yesterday afternoon, he was alone, with a woman 20 years younger, whom he had been helping. He tends to do this. There is a word for someone who helps others for no personal reward but I have forgotten it. Anyway, he has been helping this particularly lady recently, and had told me about it. I had warned him that she might fall in love with him, but he dismissed it because of the age difference. At 2.30 yesterday, this lady was declaring her love for him.
He told her that he did not love her, could not love her, and she was distraught. The poor woman has had a lot of problems, I understand why she fell for him. He is kind, he helped her, she responded to his kindness.
It is like someone falling in love with her therapist.
Anyway, it was hard for R to calm her to a state where he felt it was safe to leave her.
And that is what I connected with. Or maybe it was just coincidence but I don't think so.

Today I was at the hairdressers. I had a relaxing 3 hours ( he takes a long time, my hairdresser) and then I went to town. I wanted to browse the shops, and then for no apparent reason I felt really sad, my heart filled, and I was thinking strongly of R and wishing he was there.
I mentioned this to R in an email later, and he replied that he would tell me why I had that feeling later. Something must have happened for him, and I sensed it. We had a soul connection.
Before Ranfuchs tells me this is coincidence, I have often had this experience. I used to have it frequently with Mark. I knew when he was thinking of me, we would text or email simultaneously.
Now it is happening with R, This is not the first time, I have sensed something wrong, I knew when his wife was taken ill the first time, I have sensed other times, but it is not as frequent. Or so I think. I do not always like to tell R if I suddenly feel down, and I know he doesn't like to tell me always when something happens, but our souls maybe can tell.

Anyway, I had to do a lot of retail therapy this afternoon to get over that heavy feeling I experienced, so I hope it does not occur too often

can anyone tell me how to do that? I downloaded one to Real player, but now I can't work out how to upload it onto here

Rainee asked me in a comment as to what had happened in my marriage to send me along the route of an affair. So I looked back through the 270 plus posts i have written! and found i had never done a post on this. So here it is, how it all began.
When I met my husband I was a virgin, and so was he. I never realised that there was more to sex than what we did. I didn't know of the variety of positions, the joy of oral, nothing. I didn't know that young unmarried couples ould be at it every night, we certainly weren't, and I thought this was normal.
We lived together for a while before marrying, maybe 3 years. Sex was a once a week thing, if I was lucky. My husband never proposed, I did that on a valentines day in a leap year. I proposed cos I was tired of my dad asking when we were going to stop living in sin, not the best reason in hindsight.
We would have big arguments, over petty things. He behaved selfishly from the start, and I always said that it was like having a child, so there was no way I was going to have another.
I gave up the pill quite early in our relationship as i saw the health risks were too great for the amount of times we had sex.
After 3 years of marriage, my boss seduced me. He was about 16 years older than me, and obviously gave me the attention that was lacking at home. He had no better technique than my husband though, and after 2 times, I finished it and swore off adultery for ever more.
Then we moved countries, started a new life in a new land. Had children. Life in a new country, where you don't speak the language, have no back up support system, and a husband out at work all day is hard. My first child was very demanding. But i got on with it, and was happy.
I remember though, when I got pregnant, I was so happy that this meant we could have unprotected sex now, no more condoms. But hubbie was not interested. No sex for 9 months, then longer while I recovered from the birth.
The first child was such a handful that we put off having the second for 3 years. The first was jealous of the baby, and even more difficult. I think I went into a depression of sorts. But received no treatment, no support. I had to help myself over it, and this made me a tough person.
My husband is not given to spontenaiety, no gifts, no surprises. If we do anything romantic then it is for me to organise etc. It became that I organised everything, ran the house and the finances, organised holidays, basically was a mum to 3 and not just 2.
Sex became more and more infrequent, and we drifted more and more apart. The kids never wanted to do trips, it became harder to do things together. Having no support system meant that for a long time we had no babysitters, no us time.
Then i discovered the internet, and on line games. On line I got chatted up by Mark in London ( not his real name). He said he knew how to treat women, we swopped email addresses, we played on line a lot, he was at home, so was I. We swopped stories and emails every day. I fell in love over the internet. I was so starved of love that I trusted myself to a total stranger in effect. We arranged to meet. I was working at that point, had landed a new job with travel. We met in London, in a hotel. I was so nervous I did not sleep the night before. But we went to my room, and he gave me the first oral sex I had ever had. It may not have been magic, but it was the start of a 2.5 year long distance affair, where we met every 3 months or so, and where the sex got better and better. He awoke in my the woman within, the sexy woman with passion that had been surpressed all those years. he showed me new positions, fantasies, spanking. We did things together that he and his wife did not. we learnt together.
He bought me gifts, and planned surprises. We talked every day on the phone, emailed every day, and no one ever suspected a thing.
It ended because Mark moved to Israel. But by then I was hooked.
He told me I needed to find another lover, and so I did. I trusted myself to strangers again, I was angry that I had to do this, that my husband did not care enough about my needs to meet them, but now I have R and I love him.
So my affairs give me the romance and spontenaiety that I need. In my affairs my lover thinks about my needs and desires, and strives to meet them. This is what I love and why they bring me alive.
My husband still had no idea of my secret life. He is not interested in what I blog about on here. He never asks. I have bought several books over the years about putting the romance and passion back into a relationship, he will read none of them, he does not see the need. But give him a book on Java, and there is no putting it down
He is an engineer, and everything has a reason and logic behind it. He does not believe in the soul. He does not share my spirituality, or my sensuality. he is happiest on a computer, writing code.
I am not sure though if I will have another affair if this one with R ends. I see that it has been a journey for me over the past few years, learning about sexuality and myself that I should have done as a young person. Affairs are risky. They involve lots of lies, and the fallout is very upsetting if a spouse finds out. I don't want to go through that again. I have now reached the stage where I can be more honest, and if I seek a sexual partner, it will be either with my husbands knowledge, or as a free agent, to live how i want to live.

My daughter is in a glum mood, and apparently it is all my fault.
She emailed me at the office, (didn't want to ask me outright) to ask if she and a friend could go to a 3 day open air concert 3 hours away in the summer. She is 16, as will the friend be by summer.
2 young girls in a tent, in a vast field, with 1000's of people, lots of alcohol and drugs. She knew what I would say.

I did ask R first what he thought, he knows the venue, he knows what it is like there, and he agreed that there was no way they should go. I looked for a hotel instead, and then I would go too; impossible to find. My husband also agreed with my decision.

Unfortunately my daughter does not. She thinks it is her I do not trust. So she will be moody and glum to make me realise how miserable she is.
2 days now of this, so i just sent her to bed. I am not sure how she thinks I am going to change my mind on this if she is going to behave so childishly.
Maybe we need a support group on here for parents of teenagers.