HNT Kisses

Given my weight loss, I've had to buy some new knickers (no really, it's not just an excuse!)
Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday!

In sickness and in health...

I know it's been a little while since I've updated (it happens). We've been sick again (or is that still?). Life has been pretty shitty of late with both of us feeling unwell and on medication. I've been (a bit of) a bitch to live with (hormones...need I say more?) and I don't care what anyone says, when you're sick, you get grumpy. And when you're sick on and off for as long as I have been, you really do get the shits. If it's not one thing, it's another. And you get sad. You just want one day where you feel half decent. That day was today (for me, not him), but the weather here is glum and that's not really helping me feel better. And when he's not feeling good, it sucks. I hate that I can't help in any way (just as he hates it when he can't help me feel better).

On a slightly different (but not-so-different) note, I'm getting healthier. Yeah, I know that sounds strange given the rant I've just had on being sick, but I am. For health reasons, I need to lose weight. This is coming along nicely, and I'm pleased that I am starting to fit into old clothes of mine that have been too tight (for too long). I'm starting to look better and feel better (both physically and mentally).

I went shopping the other night, and was (extremely) pleased that for the first time, in god knows how long, I didn't have to go to the "big gals" section of clothing or underwear! And I now weigh less than what I did when I graduated from high school (big achievement, and the first weight-loss goal of mine).

So far, I've managed to lose (read: get rid of) 13.5kg (or 29.76lbs). It hasn't been easy at times, and I still eat crap (i.e. chocolate, chips etc), only now I eat less of it and know when I've had enough. Previously, I've heard people say "Nothing tastes as good as being healthy/skinny feels" and when I heard that I just thought "What a load of fucking shit! You can't tell me that it feels THAT good!". Well I can tell you it certainly does. And I honestly never thought that I would agree with them (how times have changed).

Now, apart from knowing I'm healthier, I'm going to live longer and I'm feeling better....what's the best part about my weight loss?

My confidence boost for sure. There really is nothing like losing weight (especially when it needs to be done) to give my ego a little kick in the right direction. I now walk down the street with a spring in my step. I no longer walk along looking at my feet, avoiding eye contact with people. I walk tall and proud, I make eye contact and I smile (that smile that He loves) and I know that I look good. (See...told you my ego's been given a boost. But not in a look-at-me/give-me-all-your-attention kinda way).

I'm not skinny, I'm still curvy and voluptuous. I know there are plenty of other women out there that have better figures than me, and are prettier than me. But you know what? I don't really care. Why? Because there always will be. I am not delusional in thinking I am the bees knees. I am not perfect and never will be perfect. However, I'm on my way to reaching my goals. I'm doing this for me and me alone. Sure it's great that I'm now better looking to Him (even though He's always loved me just the way I am). But ultimately, this is something I need to do for me.

I just can't wait until we're both feeling better so we can take advantage of my weight loss and have some awesome fun in the bedroom!

I am Lucy

Would you think I was a lady or a slut? Or would you describe me using some other term?

I’ve always had this internal conflict. While growing up it was encouraged (and sometimes enforced) that I behave the way a lady should. Okay, I can see why. They wanted me to grow up to be a lovely, polite and well-mannered woman. And majority of the time I am (okay, I say fuck more than I probably should, but other than that minor discrepancy I behave as a lady should). :) And then there’s sex. And mutual masturbation. And vibrating phallic-shaped toys. And than there are more than a million other things about sex that I love.

I LOVE SEX and anything that comes with it. I am a self-proclaimed addict. I think about sex too much to be a lady. I don’t know anyone (in real life) that thinks about sex as much as I do (would they even tell me?). I am a nympho. It’s as plain and simple as that.

When it comes to sex, I’m a slut. I’m willing to give most things a go. And generally I have a rule about trying things at least 3 times. I figure the first time you’re trying it out; the second time you’re trying to do it better; and by the end of third time you should know if you’re into it or not. (Note: obviously though if you try something once and it just doesn’t do anything for you, or you have a negative reaction to it, then I don’t recommend going back for a second or third time. That’s just common sense).

I know my sex drive is quite high, and I worry if I’m this ‘bad’ now, how’s it going to be in 10 years time when I’m actually supposed to reach my womanly sexual peak? It really does worry me. I love sex and sex related things so much that I’ve been late to work (on more than one occasion) because I couldn’t help myself and had to masturbate just before leaving. (Should I be that honest? lol).

So how do I balance Lucy the Lady and Slutty Lucy? I’m not sure that I do it effectively. Truth be told, Slutty Lucy is always there lurking if she’s not at the forefront. She’s never far away. Does that mean I’m not a lady? No, I’m still Lucy the Lady; it’s just that my inner slut comes out to play more than most people.

So is this a good or a bad thing? I believe it’s both actually. It’s good in the fact that (generally speaking) I will never turn down an opportunity for some sexual fun and am pretty much always in the mood. But then it’s bad too. Why? Cause I can be all reared up and ready to go, while He’s just not in the mood (frustrating times).

I have grown into that lovely, polite and well-mannered woman they wanted me to become. And for that I’m proud. I’ve also become a slut (or was that part of my destiny already pre-determined?). I’m not ashamed of what I am. I am me.

Pink Bits

Oh, aren't I naughty? Just sharing a little bit of skin with you all.
Have I tempted you? Do you want to see more?

Just one of many

One of the reasons I love him... we can laugh at one another. Like the other night when we had a conversation in caveman :)

Mmm...I love him.

Legs Eleven

Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday to you all!

This is another still shot taken from the jerk movie I made for Daddy last week. I've been trying to decide between this and another pic for today's HNT, but obviously this one won out! :)

And thanks to everyone who's posted comments on my previous HNT's! I was unsure about last week's photo, but Daddy insisted it was a good one to put up. So thanks to you all, not just for commenting, but for boosting my ego that little bit more and telling me it was a sexy pic! I really appreciate it.

Lucy

Ps - Greg and Sheryl, at this stage no, I don't have any plans to post my jerk movies. Sorry.

Fun signs

Close to where we live, there are a couple of churches. Back in my home town, churches didn't have the signs out of the front where you can change what is written on them, well not that I noticed. Every so often they will change what is on one side or the other of the sign. One particular church is very good at this. Whenever I'm driving back home, if I happen to pass it, I always check and see if it has been changed.

Now I'm not a religious person as such, more spiritual than religious. But, this is not a post about religion. It's just a fun post, sharing with you all, some of what has been displayed on this particular sign.

Here's one that was up awhile ago*, that I thought was quite clever.

And here's another one that was displayed earlier this year*:

And last but not least, here is the one that is displayed now*:

* These are not pictures of the actual signs, I used this website to show you what it looked like to us.

Hope they made you smile as they did me.

When Reality Intrudes....

While back in my home town I bought a new book to read. You know those times where you just want something, but not really wanting to commit to a series or a long (thick) book? Well that's what I was looking for, these are the times that I go to my super cheap section at the book store. And do you know why? I reckon these are where some of the best books are. You all know I'm a student, so my budget is quite low, and although these are mostly what I can afford, there are some really good books to be found.

Anyway, so this book I bought was The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl. Which is about a woman in London and her daily (or close enough) updates she posted to her blog re: her life. So she's a blogger turned author (published in an on-paper official way), and now she's even got a tv show! (Soon to air here in Australia, but not sure about the rest of you.) This book follows her through about a year, I think, don't quote me. And I couldn't put it down. I had to stop myself from reading it too quickly.

So anyway, the fact that I've just read that book (and recommend it), and I've been editing my jerk movie as if it were a professional porno (and someone other than Him and I was going to watch), I've been thinking about the blog world, the (supposed) anonymity of us all. Daddy and I have been talking, and it's something that's on His mind too.

So for you, we have a question:


Fellow bloggers, what happens if a family member, work colleague or friend discovers that you have a blog of a sexually explicit nature? Is this something you've thought about? How do you handle the fact that they know details about you that they would normally never know? Has anyone had this happen to them? The ultimate question is: if this has happened, then how does it affect the relationship between you and them? Do their attitudes/behaviours change? Do your attitudes/behaviours change?