Cents Magazine

My copy of American Airlines Cents Magazine with my illustrations in it came today.

HNT and the KittyCat

I'm all about simple.

KittyCat Exercising

Recently, while trying to figure out where to go with my life, I decided that I should make a list of things I am passionate about
or
that make me happy.
That’s some place to start right.

SO here is my list.

1.  Art-I love to draw, paint, and take photos. I have not done any of these things in over 6months.

2.  Reading- I love to read books.I belong to a book club, but have not been reading much lately.

3.  Exercise- I love to run and work out at the gym. It is something that is very important to me. It is the biggest stress reliever for me, next to sex.

4.  Music- I love to listen to music. It makes me feel good, no matter what my mood.

5.  Movies- I love going to the movies.  It's nice to take a break and live in a fantasy for a couple of hours.

6.  Outdoors- I love planting flowers and landscaping stuff.

7.  My dogs- I have been ignoring them cause I have been too self absorbed lately.

Then I made a list of things to work towards.  Things I could or should start doing. Things that would make me a better person and would make the sportsman happy.

1.  Learn to cook. (I mean really cook. Maybe sign up for a cooking class)

2.  Putting the phone down- I am working towards less “phone” time.

3.  Go wine tasting.

4.  Sex-Being patinet with the sportsman in bed.

5.  Learn to golf. Take lessons so I can golf with the sportsman.

6.  More focus on the future with the sportsman.

7.  Attend a pole dancing class.

I know it is a big list, and I can’t accomplish it all. But in order to make changes for the better in my life
I have to at least try.

Heres to new beginnings,
with occasional fall backs.
 Since no one is perfect.

H A P P Y

Please stop over at OHNT and check out the great photography.

Custom Illustrations

Did this piece for a couple's wedding invitation...
Did this for a good friend (of a hundred years), who is a physical therapist...

HNT- 2nds

Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see

I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded


You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
Honey you oughta know
Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line
I wanna know what you're doin' after the show


Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous
Just me and you, I'll show you lovin' like you never knew


That's why, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, hot blooded

If it feels alright, maybe you can stay all night
Shall I leave you my key?
But you've got to give me a sign, come on girl, some kind of sign
tell me, are you hot mama? you sure look that way to me

Are you old enough? will you be ready when I call your bluff?
Is my timing right? did you save your love for me tonight?


Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see
Feel the fever burning inside of me
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded, I'm hot


Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?
Oh, before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who

Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded

Hot blooded, every night
Hot blooded, you're looking so tight
Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild
Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you, child
Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high
Hot blooded, you're a little bit shy
Hot blooded, you're making me sing
Hot blooded, for your sweet sweet thing

Love, Love, Love

this photo.

You see when I think about bananas,

well it makes me think of blow jobs.

Now, I know that has nothing to do really with the HNT,

but I like the photo,

since it also signifies the  

peeling off ones clothes.

and

While I seriously considered posting  a real photo of myself today, I thought if I show you

"ALL"

of it too quickly,

well then there won't be much

left for you to wonder about later.

So this is my half nekkid photo for this week.

I promise next week you will see a real photo ,

and it will be worth the wait.

Happy HNT!

H N T- Firsts

I wasn’t sure I wanted to particpate, in the “Half Nekkid Thursday” thing.






Honestly, it’s not like anyone really asked me to do it.


I just was intrigued by other peoples photo posts.
So I thought what the hell.


I am after all not one to show off my body, but I do have a very creative mind and have some pretty amazing artistic abilities.


My other concern was, I have a hand full of people that visit my blog , that I would feel just a wee bit uncomfortble if they saw me half naked.


So anyways, over the last couple of weeks, I have checked out several other peoples sites on Thursdays to see their photos for “HNT”.


WOW! 
No, Holy shit!


I was amazed at some of the photos I saw. Really!


Some, let me just say put it ALL out there, and some, were very artistic.


I personally liked the ones that left a little bit more to the imagination. But that’s just me.


After viewing some of these, it made me think I could(maybe) do this.


Will I go as far as some I have seen? I’m thinking hmmmmmm probably not. Sorry.


Honestly, I don’t think you really want me to either.


So I will do it for awhile and just see where it goes. Agreed.....

and
If you don't want to see the photos, then I suggest you dont' stop by on Thursdays.
So here is my first photo.
You have to start somewhere right, and yes, I am very proud of my feet. 


Maybe that’s why I have a foot fetish.

The Voyeur in me

Some times when I am driving home from work, on a beautifully sunny day, I like to ride with my windows down, with my hair blowing in the wind, and the music cranked up.



And


My skirt hiked just a tiny little bit up my thighs.


I have even been known to hike my skirt up even further, and show a little more like......, when I am passing by a semi truck, just to get a reaction.
Do they like it? Hmmmmmmm, I dont know.
Why do I care? Why do I behave like this?


I am not like this all the time. There are just some days when I am feeling freakin awesome and I get just a little bit naughty.


It's nothing new that I have a high sex drive(still has not been explained, and Im not sure it really needs to be at this point) or that I am very self concious of my body. So I dont show it all the time. For real! At least not all of it.


So this is not an every day occurance. Cause I don’t feel great every day, and to be honest the weather is not perfect everyday either.
I have to be in the right kind of mood.


My point is, if I behave like this does it make me Voyeur?


-I am participating in the HNT, does that make me a Voyeur?
-I like to run around the house naked, does that make me a Voyeur?


I don’t consider myself to be one.
What are the guidelines for someone to be considered a voyeur?
What does a voyeur really even mean? Can you be part voyeur?

The definition of voyeurism is (does this describe me?)
-a person who obtains sexual pleasure or excitement from the observation of someone undressing, having intercourse, etc. ;
-one obtaining sexual gratification from observing unsuspecting individuals who are partly undressed, naked, or engaged in sexual acts;
- an obsessive observer of sordid or sensational subjects.

What does it mean if you mostly get excited about the thought of yourself  being naked?
Can this really be me?

Am I a voyeur?

What do you think?

JUMP on the H a p p y Train

Train from AC DC concert. Love this train!

In my quest for happiness, I have decieded that I had no other choice than to
“Jump on the happy train”.

It is the only way to live. Yes? No?

I say f u c k  yes!

The sportsman has planned this amazing weekend away and just in time.

The sportsman never ceases to amazing me.  He really is a great  awesome amazing guy.

So I have been a bit down lately(we all know why) and sick also for over 3 weeks.

The sportsman took it upon himself to do something to cheer me up.

First he started with leaving little notes around the house, for me to find.

Each one saying something, ever soooooo sweet.

Ending with an invitation to  a get away for the weekend to a bed and breakfast.

Just what I needed, to help me out of my sad state.

AS much as I complain about him, there are moments when I look at him, really look at him and see all the goodness he has to offer. I wish there were more of those damn moments.

This morning is exactly why he is such a great guy. He always knows what to do when I am sad.

 He doesn’t ask questions, he just works his magic to make me happy again.

Thats why I love him.

My sportsman.