"The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It's always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Everyday it's a different version of itself. Sometimes it's weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections."

Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me

They walked up ahead, well, he walked and pushed her in a wheelchair along the sidewalk. They paused, turned around and wheeled back up onto the grass. He bent and plucked a white flower from a bush; gently he placed it into her hand. She curled her fingers around the stem and held it close. They didn’t speak. Words were unnecessary to understand their love. They turned around and continued along the sidewalk in a peaceful and expressive silence.

An interesting little article I stumbled across today while taking some time out for myself at work. Reminded me of a status update from a couple days ago.

[url]http://mic.com/articles/119702/when-it-comes-to-attraction-it-s-these-little-things-that-make-someone-sexy[/url]

*hope that works as I'm on my phone

Love the song, the lyrics, and the outfits. So damn good.

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This blog has been a while in the making... not sure if another will make an appearance or I will say all that I want to say in one blog.

The short of it: New York was amazing. I'm so glad that I went and experienced it and I will definitely go again.

It was incredibly difficult choosing which pictures to share; I'm no photographer and honestly I don't have the patience for good photography. I'd much rather just soak in the experience than be bothered with taking pictures; I know, that's an odd trait for and NNer . I do have a journal full of experiences that I will always treasure though.

Day 0.5: This day was mostly hell.

It was a beautiful Wednesday morning, the promise of a sunny day glinted through the clouds, and I was awake way too early after a generous estimate of three hours of sleep. I was pretty nervous about the flight there. It had been about 5 or 6 years since I’d last been on a plane and I wasn’t sure how I’d fit; I’m all ass as you can tell from my pics… A short flight, stressful transfer, and a pleasantly seat mate-less flight to my final destination later, I found myself in…. Newark! That was the friendliest airport I’ve ever been to and the only reason I was able to get to Manhattan was because there are tonnes of folk ready to help lost tourists. It took me a while to get from Newark to Manhattan but I made it. My friend and I went for a drink but I was exhausted and went to bed shortly after that.

Day 1: First full day in the Big Apple

The first full day that I spent in NY was, of course, great and jam packed. After breakfast and coffee we wandered into Times Square. That place is unbelievable busy! There are people trying to sell you stuff all over the place, unfortunately the cameras and moderate walking pace set us apart as tourists. I'm not a particularly big fan of people approaching me in the street so it was a bit stressful. I would have preferred to be sitting off in a corner watching other people be approached . After popping into the Disney store, we somehow ended up at a gelato shop called Grom; my friend who took a semester in Italy insists that it is authentic and that there are very few locations outside of Italy. I didn't really care, it was delicious and that was the most important thing! If you ever find yourself in NY and want some gelato, I do highly recommend it. You will then find yourself on the south western (I would double check that navigation were I you) side of Central Park where you can stroll and eat your gelato . Central Park is HUGE. Apparently people will pay $3 per minute to be driven around on a bicycle. I think what I loved most about Central Park was that it is a nature sanctuary in the middle of bustling city. It's free, spacious, easily accessible by transit, full of all kinds of people... just beautiful. That night we went to the Gershwin Theatre and watched a production of Wicked. It was a great performance and fulfilled a pretty big ticket item on my "things to do" list.



(I took this one especially for ShowysaurusSex)

Wetness to wetness. Flesh to flesh. Hearts pounding. Heat rising. Minds rendered incapable of, well, anything. Limbs entwined. Exploration of skin. All senses tingling. Lips trembling. Searing desire.

An interesting article (not the one I mentioned in my status earlier) from one of my go-to websites.

[url]http://everydayfeminism.com/2015/04/bullshit-dating-advice[/url]

"Human emotions can be fickle, and motivations can be unclear. Understandably, we want unconditional love, and we fear rejection and vulnerability. And as such, people do their best to give romance rules and regulations. If it has some sort of formula, we hope, maybe the relationship will have a better shot.

From magazines to talk shows, the media tries repeatedly to decode the language of love. Doling out romantic advice has become the cornerstone of advice columns and fluff pieces.

There’s apparently an endless list of do’s and don’ts when it comes to relationships. If you follow the formula, you will supposedly have a successful romance.

However, the majority of these (heteronormative) tips are, in actuality, subtly sexist ways of undercutting female agency and diminishing a woman’s influence on her own romantic life."

Relationships have been a touchy subject for me in the past,luckily I learned pretty early on that dating expecations are pretty much bullshit. That isn't to say that one conversation (usually with my mother or grandmother asking me about my "status" and when they can expect (great)grandchildren) can't suck me right back into wondering "What's wrong with me? Why am I single?", because you know, a woman isn't complete without a man in her life. *Rolls eyes*

Working with what I had on hand I present to you....


Captain Super Booty!

Always on the lookout for trouble lurking...



Ready to fly in to save the day

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Spending her days off peacefully contemplating.

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Check out the other players:

guitartxn, Jener, Kinky_Curves, mrsUnderDog59, Jersey_Girl, sexybitch76, rem870, Wrigley, Dreamingof_U, Liketolicknsuck, mediapro, Raven2005, amps79, FiFi72uk, undisclosedid1, MadAandJ and, of course, tight_wet_lips

--Laurel Thatcher Ulrich.

Now, I don't necessarily want to show up in any history books, but my main life goal is to be a Badass Woman so of course I adore this quote which incidentally kicks off this article: [url]http://pulptastic.com/15-things-all-badass-fearless-alpha-women-do-differently-from-other-types-of-women/[/url]. Special thanks to the member who sent me this article and called me a badass- a compliment of the highest order.

"15 Things All Badass, Fearless Alpha-Women do Differently From Other Types of Women", is the title. I think the title is a little deceptive because this article doesn't divide women into "types". It encourages women to build themselves up. Be daring. Say no. Say yes. Communicate desires. Love, appreciate, and respect herself. Chase nothing but happiness.

"These women know they're not defined by any one attribute (and certainly not by something as small as a few dimples on their backside.) They know they're a WHOLE PACKAGE and that package is so fucking awesome it demands to be spoken about with respect."

Cheers to all the Fearless Baddass women on NN xoxo