Almost Home

I am aware that I am posting late but I’ve been busy, and have had no internet, damned frenchies.

Anyway, this week Stuart and I recorded, edited and set up the blog for our podcast which now has a name: World of Kink, I’ll pop a link up from here but if you know us or are related to us it’s probably going to be way too much information for you! It is an adult podcast so you have been warned! I’m really hoping it goes well, we’re trying to find somewhere to host it at the moment and any help would be greatly appreciated! We’re intending to discuss all varieties of kink and kinky news from around the world. I’m also trying to make it easier for people to find their kinky community in the UK because, as many people I’ve spoken to have noted, it’s very difficult to find people in real life.

Alongside the world of podcasting we went to St Malo yesterday which was lovely. We had a wander on a beach on the way there to give the dogs a break from sitting in the car. We had lunch in a lovely, small restaurant, sadly the quiche type thing that I ordered tasted so strongly of vinegar that my main meal consisted of vinegar and potato, fortunately the fruit crumble I had for pudding was delicious! The rest of the family were very happy with their foreign pork dish and bread and butter pudding, unfortunately, having the sensitive pallet that I do, any form of spice burns my mouth really badly, all together now “awwww, poor you”!
After our lunch we split up and Stuart and I went for a wander around St Malo on our own, we went along the walls, which I will now gush about because I absolutely love stone walls, especially when they are warmed by the sun, they feel so smooth and strong, and round the town and watched a man dressed as Aladdin do some interesting tricks with a glass ball and a diablo. I’ll put up some photos soon as it is very difficult to describe just how beautiful St Malo is, the sea is a gorgeous bluey green and the sand on the beaches is a glorious golden colour, just like in the photos you see of celebrity get-aways! More gushing now because I adore looking at water, especially waves, the colours are stunning and it fascinates me the way the water moves and sounds. Sadly we didn’t get to sunbathe on the beach or go in the sea because they don’t allow dogs on the beach 😦 However we did get a huge candy floss on a stick (screw you health and safety!) a crepe and a waffle while we pottered around the beautiful old town. It was a lovely day out and it was really sunny too so I am nicely tanned to return home and make everyone jealous!

On Tuesday I had my haircut by Francine, the local hairdresser, she speaks no English at all, so I tried my best with my limited French to tell her that I wanted the same style and length but a little trim and some weight taking out. Evidently that is not what I said as I came out with a semi-sweeping fringe, and a lot of what can only be described as “zhuzsh”. Having washed it, blow dried it and straightened it myself since it looks a lot better, but it does mean that I have to start growing my layers out again from scratch, bugger! Photos to follow when I get a stable internet connection.

Stuart and I went bowling on Tuesday with Bill, my step-dad, and the Tuesday club, a group of English people in the area they are in in France who meet up one Tuesday a month to chat and things. It was the first time I’ve been bowling in ages and my wrist is pretty painful now and I did terribly! I used to be good at bowling, I swear, but you would not have believed it! Despite my terrible performance we had a good night 🙂

In other news, we are flying home tomorrow 😀 I can’t wait, I’m so excited to be back in England where we can shop 24/7 and have stable internet and social interaction! Being in France has made me think twice about us moving out of the UK, I very much value my practicalities like being able to nip out to the supermarket and have them sell everything I need in one place (in season or not!), public transport, proper internet and not having to drives miles to see another person. Ah Blighty, how I have missed you!

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It’s a long one folks

I’m warning you now this is going to be a long post!

Firstly, my 2 step sisters and their families have been here for a week. For the first couple of days we were out and about with them which was good because I’ve been stuck for the past 3 weeks with nothing to do but twitter and sunbathe. It may sound like this is the life, but I tell you it’s not. I can see my waistline expanding and my sanity suffering! Sadly due to there being so many people in the house, 8 to be precise, I was in what is basically the computer room on a useless mattress, I won’t go into it again but see photos from my last post! Basically I have not slept for a week now and am therefore exhausted. Thankfully I am back to a nice, comfy bed again as of last night 😀 Hopefully soon I will be back to my usual self.

Stuart was also here for this weekend which was great 😀 Sadly it went far too quickly and felt like He was only here for one day and not three. On the plus side this next 2 weeks apart are our last due to Italy then I have Him back for August before He disappears to Mexico for a month, then hopefully we will be able to spend more time together again.

I have also come to the conclusion that any more than 2 weeks in France is far too long. There’s only so much peace and quiet, lack of social communication and general basic amenities that one person can stand! I fail to see how they manage to live in the same way that people did hundreds of years ago in the modern age. I cannot understand why people voluntarily live in the middle of nowhere in France. Now I’ve lived in the middle of nowhere in England and that’s not too bad, I’d still rather live in the suburbs, but at least there are people there and the phone always works! Surely the French can find a way to have a working phone and internet connection, even if they can’t figure out that we are no longer in the 1900’s!

Another irritation of mine today is the way older people always tell younger people to travel the world before they settle down. Why? If you want to travel the world, fine, but I don’t! I’ve been to lots of places anyway, why do I need to postpone my actual dreams so that I can do something that I don’t want to just to shut you up? And the worst part of it is the way they tell you that it’s your dream! No it’s not, it’s your dream, if you want to do it, bloody well go but don’t try to ship me off to far flung corners of the globe to white water raft down Niagara falls and trek across the Serengeti when I don’t damn well want to! Traveling is no longer as  difficult as it was when you were a teenager, should I suddenly desire to get a doctor to stab me with needles over and over again just so that I can go and see the pyramids of Egypt then I can grab a flight there and find a hotel, it’s not hard! Also, why are people convinced that having a baby will put your life on hold? With proper organisation you can still travel with a baby/child/teen, so in short, no I will not be traveling before I fulfill my dreams, mainly because traveling is not my dream!

I did have some other things to write about but I feel like I’m going on a bit now anway! So to finish, I have been inspired by Fetish Flame to do a podcast with Stuart. If you haven’t listened to Fetish Flame give it a go, mainly because I’m not going to explain what it talks about on here because it’s a bit naughty 😉 Anyway, I think it would be very interesting to do a podcast in a similar vein but to chat with “vanillas” about the lifestyle and get their take on it. Any thoughts on my random new hobby would be greatly appreciated! Would any of you be interested in it or do you think I should just keep my opinions to myself?!

So, that’s me done for today! Sorry it was so ranty and long!

Update: I realised that it wasn’t really that long so I’m going to go off again! Prepare yourselves!

I had a terrible dream the other night about my wedding. I dreamt that firstly Stuart didn’t wear His suit, He was still smart so it wasn’t a big problem, but odd! The heart breaking part was that at the start of the ceremony over half the congregation left yelling at me how much they hated me 😦 So that was pretty depressing, it has, however, got me thinking about our wedding again. Now pondering some “alternative” ideas that Stuart suggested! I’m such a girl, I really love weddings and all the planning that goes into them and everything!

Another gripe I have at the moment is children’s beauty pageants. There was a story about them on the news last night and it made me so mad. All the mothers who stand there and say that there is nothing wrong with their 8 year olds putting layers and layers of make-up on, skimpy outfits and being judged entirely on their looks, claiming that “it’s good for their confidence.” Rubbish! There is nothing healthy about getting young girls to stand on stage and have people tell them that they’re not pretty/skinny/slutty enough. If anyone so much as suggested that my children entered a pageant I would hit to roof and I know that Stuart would too. Another argument they seem to use to defend their sexualisation of children is that “they like to dress up like princesses.” Now that is true, young girls do like to dress up in their mum’s clothes and make-up and pretend they are a princess, however, they can do that at home without being paraded like dogs. As you can see this is a topic that does really irritate me, mainly because it disgusts me that anyone would want to put their children through that.

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Womanliness isn’t all it’s cracked up to be

The internet has just reappeared so here I am! Stuart has gone back to Milan again this afternoon on the TGV 😦 I was very upset to see Him go this time, more so than usual anyway, possibly due to my raging hormones at the moment! We had a lovely weekend again though and it was wonderful to spend some time hugging Him and chatting.

My mum’s friends Bonnie and Brian were also staying with us this weekend, they have been round Europe in their camper van and popped in on us before they went back to the UK. I was looking forward to seeing them again but for some reason this time I couldn’t help but be irritated. I feel like in my old age I am getting very judgmental, especially when it comes to ignorance, mispronunciation, stupidity and excess alcohol. Fortunately Stuart shares the same opinions so we could rant quite happily to each other about how mad it made us!

Sadly after a wild, experimental and very fun Friday and Saturday night, containing some new stuff that we will not be doing again, Mother Nature decided to rain hellfire down on me in the form of hormones and pain leaving me in bed for most of Sunday. Now I’m not normally one to moan about that time of the month but I feel the need to this month because evidently someone upstairs was not happy with my behavior this month! Stuart was kind enough to look after me though 😀

On the way home from dropping Him off at the station I listened to some of my 300 odd podcasts! One specifically called Sex is Fun (download it on itunes!) got me thinking though, the show was about lesbian sex and relationships but it was very interesting. Before listening to it I had never thought about how difficult finding someone to have a relationship with was, I personally have never had a problem, if I’ve been single I have not been looking and I have never gone out looking for a relationship and have gone through life thinking that this is normal, but now I am aware that I have been very lucky. I don’t want to ruin the podcast for you but it really got me thinking and made me realise just how lucky I am to be so happy and in a healthy relationship with the man of my dreams.

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