Monday, August 31, 2009


"It's a perfect place! Look at all of the vegetables and fruit that grow RIGHT HERE! Cantaloupe, strawberries, yellow squash, zucchini, swiss chard. It'll be like living right next door to the grocery!" Mrs. Bunny exclaimed.

Trust me, she was wrong.

Isaac, our white dog, loves bunnies. He used to have a bunny brother when he lived in Georgia. And he will always love bunnies.

Sunday afternoon, we were walking around the garden and Isaac had what I thought was a frog. Just a few inches long and a dark color. When we went over to take it from him, it was a tiny, baby bunny.

Great. Now we have to find where she made her nest. Because you know there are more babies somewhere!

I told my love that if I were a bunny-mom, I'd make my house right by the garden. Lots of great stuff to eat there. And sure enough, that's where we found two more tiny babies.

We stuffed them back down in their hole and put up a little fence for them. Here's hoping she comes back soon. She should have considered the neighbors.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009


My first girlfriend. Tonight, on my way home from the gym it all came rushing back to me.

With the windows rolled down and the A/C on, the mix of cool and warm air blew against my face. I was whisked back to my senior year of high school. Riding around in her jeep on Friday nights. Saying we were going to the football game, but just driving instead. To nowhere. With no place to be. No one wanting anything. No one needing anything. Just the two of us.

Summer nights, freedom and youth.

Tell me about yours.....

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Sometimes I Need An Explosion

I know that there's only a handful of people that will get that. Nod their heads in agreement.

Sometimes I desire something completely different. Explosively different. A change of pace. A wild-hair trip to see an old friend. A long night out drinking tequila with someone who can really carry on a great conversation.

Occasionally I want some strange, but not sex, just different experiences. Something I've never done before. Seen before. Something that's a rarity in my hands.

I'd like to fly out West to see my friend Jules. Hang out with her and see the lightening across the desert sky.

Or get in the car and drive to Chicago to see Dana and Toosie. I bet the three of us could stir up some fun. Swing by Arkansas and pick up Jay on the way.

I just get these wild hairs and I need an outlet. I need to do something to aleviate that stress that builds up. We used to move across the sea to a New World. But now everything seems so damn tame.

What I really need is to go to China with my uncle. THAT would fix it.

And I wonder if anyone else ever feels this way.....

Saturday, August 22, 2009

What A Sweet Thing To Say

One of our straight friends came to our last party with our gay friends. Nellie brought her two kids who have always been around lots of different types of people, including two gay guy friends of hers. She had explained to them that there are lots of different kinds of love and that their love was a little different, but still the same.

Nellie told me today about the trip home after our party. Her daughter said, "You know how everybody's different, Mom?" Then she hesitated.

"Yes, is there something you want to say? Just say it."

"Well, I could just tell at that party that everybody loved everybody. There was lots of love there."

And that's exactly how I want my house to feel.

Friday, August 21, 2009

My Favorite Place To Be sitting on our Sunset Porch with a glass of red wine watching Isaac and Trace bunny hunt. Not that they ever get to leave the porch. Well, sometimes they stand up. But that's it. It's merely for sport, not for blood.

I drink my red, my Love drinks her white and the pups hunt imaginary bunnies.

Wishing you a wonderful, relaxing weekend!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

The Doctor Said....

A friend threatened to call my Momma if I didn't go to the doctor today. So, I had to go.

I'd had a fever since last Wednesday afternoon. Most of the time over 100, but was fluctuating and the internets said that was GOOD!

But this morning, my friend just kept ON and ON. Nag. Nag. Nag. And frankly, I was starting to get worried, too.

Doc said that I had a migraine and the intestinal flu. The tail end of the flu (pardon the pun). My temperature is finally back to normal. And the rest of me is getting back to normal.

You know there will be some hot babes around here VERY soon!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

What Sick Lesbians Eat

We've been deluged by tomatoes. Between the beautiful Cherokee Purples, Lemon Boys and Yellow Pears that my love grew in the back yard and everything my mom brings's been Tomatoville around here!

So, I took some of the ugly Purples that were ripening on the window sill.....

and some of the bite size yellow pears....

along with an onion and one of Daddy's fresh green bell peppers.....and threw them all in a pot.

When the house smelled like heaven and I'd spent about four hours on the couch, it didn't look very pretty. But oh, it was sooo good over some fresh hot pasta!

I'm still running a fever of around 100 degrees, but I FEEL better. I'm starting to wonder what the hell kind of bug has taken up residence here.

Happy Anniversary to My Sweet, Sweet Love

Last year, my aunt walks into my office and says, "Girl, you look like you're in love!"

I guess you can't hide true love.

It's hard for me to believe that love can be like this. Honest and sweet. Always loving. Even if we disagree, I always know how deep her affection for me is.

I am never left wondering if she loves me. It's always there. It shows in her actions, in her words, in the way that she looks at me.

For the last three years, she has made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world!

Monday, August 17, 2009

I Still Haven't Done ANYTHING Exciting....

Except go to a movie and out to dinner on Saturday night. The movie brought up an interesting idea, but that'll have to wait until I'm not running a fever. I can't seem to think very clearly lately. Damn bug.

What was your FIRST concert?

I saw Flock of Seagulls open for Def Lepperd around 1983 at the Memorial Auditorium in Nashville, TN! It was beyond a blast. We were right up at the front of the stage. My ears rang for days!!!

Kinda makes you wonder who put those two acts together, doesn't it?

Tell me...what was your first concert adventure. Feel free to go on and on about how wonderful/awful/amazing/horrible it was.....

Friday, August 14, 2009


Not that kind. The sick kind.

Wednesday, I am sitting at my desk and suddenly am WARM. I never get warm. I'm always cold. Even in TN in August. That should have been the first clue.

Then....the bad belly came. Very bad belly. Explosively bad.

I'm wrestling with a fever and it feels like my brain is in a thick goo swimming around in my head. Everything seems off by about two seconds. Very odd.

That's why I've been AWOL. I'm still here. Just 2 seconds behind you!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Why Are YOU Here?

The other day, Mo Fabulous commented on my Pat Yourself On The Back post, "Ok, first I have to tell you that when I read this I thought..."Goodness, what's up with the cheesy feel good stuff?" I come for humor."

I thought, "REALLY?" Humor?

I just blog about what happens to run through my mind. I'm well aware that I'm not that funny, thought provoking, or politically interesting. I'm not trying to instigate any drama. If it runs through my brain and I think you might be interested, *might* make it onto here. It's not all hot steamy lesbian sex, all the time. Although, I am a lesbian ALL the time.

Why are YOU here? Do you come here for the beautiful women? Or what?

Sunday, August 9, 2009


Something is wrong. Desperately wrong with our air conditioning. It's almost 6pm and 91 degrees with a 53% humidity. It's effin' hot.

Imagine dogs panting. Fans spinning at their highest speeds. Sweaty lesbians. And very little talking. It's too hot to even talk anymore.

Friday, August 7, 2009

I LOVE My Horoscope!

While goofing off on the internet today, I found a very cool astrology site. And while I'm a Libra, I'm really interested in Aquarius, too. Go to Astrology Weekly for the rest of the zodiac.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Lesson

When my dad was a kid, they didn't have any money. Raised dirt poor, they often had to rely on themselves to add to the family dinner table. They caught fish from the stream, hunted for wild pear trees and saved everything they could. My dad would shave the old neighbor man, Mr. Glasgow with a straight razor just to make a few pennies.

One afternoon, my grandfather gathered all nine of the kids together in the tiny house they lived in.

"Go out into the yard, find two sticks and come back."

They all ran out into the yard, eager to find props to play a game.

"Try to break one of those sticks."

They were all strong kids. Everyone snapped their sticks right in two.

"Now, put them all together. All nine sticks. Try to break that!"

The kids passed around the bundle. You can't do it, can ya?"

"You'll always be so much stronger if you stick together. No one can ever break your bond."

I love my family. We all still stick together. We always will.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Pat Yourself On The Back

Toot your own horn. Brag on yourself a little bit.

Tell me. What are you good at? What's your best feature? What do you like about YOU?

Me? I'm a great friend. I'm honest. I have beautiful blue eyes. I know how to make people feel comfortable and loved. I'm forgiving. I have pretty feet.

Your turn.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009


One of my love's old friends (also ex-boyfriend) came up to spend the weekend with us. He seemed okay when I'd met him a few times down in Georgia. When he arrived, I realized that I'd been mistaken. All he wanted to talk about was his weenie and politics.

This Douchebag:

Showed us his lack of tan line on his bootie and incessantly talked of lying out naked.
Peed in my back yard by turning his back, instead of going into the house. Three times.
Spoke of wanting a penis enlargement, so that it would hang down to his knee.
Started an argument with one of my best friends about politics.
Said the N word in the car on the way to dinner.
Came out to have coffee with me on the sunset porch in just a t-shirt and a thong.

Two of my favorite definitions from Urban Dictionary:

A person with a shitty personality that needs to "take themself the fuck down" or "go home and get their fucking shine box." A douchebag usually assumes the form of a hair-gelling pretty-boy but can also be described as an overzealous, pompous, or vexatious asshole that most people wish were killed with a Mortal Kombat fatality.


An individual who has an over-inflated sense of self worth, compounded by a low level of intellegence, behaving ridiculously in front of colleagues with no sense of how moronic he appears.

Have a little fun with the douchebags in your life:

Douchebag Name Generator

Monday, August 3, 2009

Ed Grimley's Sister

I had had a couple of beers and somehow thought they said that I looked like Wilford Brimley! But now that it's Monday, I "must say" that I kinda DO look like Ed Grimley.

That's my best buddy at our pool party yesterday. After lounging by the pool for hours, she decided to give EVERYONE a faux hawk. Mine kept falling over and looked like a forced captivity dorsal fin. I needed Faux-alis.

Great party with great friends!

As if she needed to point.