The congratulatory emails are still coming in...
...and I have to thank you all for that. It’s amazing how happy I am after what I was sure would be the saddest day of my life. It’s my one day anniversary and I’m still grinning. If I had known how wonderful this would feel, I would have done this years ago. I wish I would have had a crystal ball or something like that so that I could have seen what this day would be like. I could have saved myself a whole lot of heartache and fear. But I guess it all happens the way it’s supposed to happen.
I should also thank all of the men who have offered to help me put and end to my self imposed celibacy. I think I’ve got it covered. I hope so anyway. I hope to be having Todd come here next month and the plan is that he will be bringing his penis with him. But it’s nice to know that there are so many of you willing to sacrifice yourselves for me, I’m so very touched by your generosity. If anything changes, I’ll be sure to let you know.
I must admit that I’m having a bit of a tough time with the waiting thing. I suppose that after all this time I can wait a little bit longer but I might get a bit grouchy at times. I just called in my xanax refill so maybe that will help a little. Damn, my back hurts. I would love to have a backrub, I don’t think I’ve ever had a nice backrub and that’s a shame. I’ve given plenty of them so it doesn’t seem fair that I haven’t had one now, does it?
The more I think about things, the more I realize how much I missed while I was married to the 90 second wonder.
I think that I’m going to go out tonight. I hate going out by myself but I don’t seem to have many options. I’ve been sitting here alone every night for a few weeks now and I’m getting pretty bored of that.
You know, I’ve always wondered why men read this thing. I expected women in the same situation to read it. But from the beginning, it’s been at least 90% men that have written to me. I was surprised and confused. I expected men to say things like, “What a bitter skank you are.” But they don’t, they seem to get a kick out of it and I just got an email that explained why:
I found your blog to be both amusing and sexy-cute....For a moment it was nice to know how and what a woman thinks about.
Well that’s just too sweet. We think about the same things that guys think about...I think. Well, I suppose that there are as many different ways to think as there are people. For the guys that DO care what women think, we think that things like this are a tad insulting:
...you are my fantasy come true. a MILF that wants nothing more than to have unadulterated sex and be done with me...
Now, when in the heck did I say that I wanted sex with someone and be done with them? I said I was horny, not sleazy.
Men. What can you do. Can’t live with them, can’t get them to mow the lawn. Oh well. Maybe I’d reconsider the MILF-loving dude if he would come over here and mow my lawn. I’m not stupid enough to sleep with someone just because they say that they are really, really good. I’ve been burned by that line before. All men think that they are really, really good. Very few are. How’s that for what a woman thinks?
You would think that even if a guy just wanted sex, he would be smart enough to sweet talk a lady. It’s amazing how many men think that all they have to do to get laid is say, “You know, I’m large and I’m good, wanna fuck?” I suppose it works with some women, but not women with a brain. If Elvis impersonators can get laid, I suppose anyone can but I will just never understand that type of guy. And, I most assuredly do not understand the type of woman that falls for that crap. Anyone in the world can get laid, all you have to do is lower your standards. I’m not about to do that and I’m certainly not gonna fall for the “I’m really good in bed” line.
I really AM good. It’s been a while but I haven’t forgotten how. I have references. There aren’t that many men who are as good to their partners as I am. That’s one very good reason that I don’t just give it away willy-nilly. I have found that when you do that, it's usually very disappointing.
OK, I’m exhausted. I’m going to lie down for a while and I’ll be back after a while.
See ya,
Meg
...and I have to thank you all for that. It’s amazing how happy I am after what I was sure would be the saddest day of my life. It’s my one day anniversary and I’m still grinning. If I had known how wonderful this would feel, I would have done this years ago. I wish I would have had a crystal ball or something like that so that I could have seen what this day would be like. I could have saved myself a whole lot of heartache and fear. But I guess it all happens the way it’s supposed to happen.
I should also thank all of the men who have offered to help me put and end to my self imposed celibacy. I think I’ve got it covered. I hope so anyway. I hope to be having Todd come here next month and the plan is that he will be bringing his penis with him. But it’s nice to know that there are so many of you willing to sacrifice yourselves for me, I’m so very touched by your generosity. If anything changes, I’ll be sure to let you know.
I must admit that I’m having a bit of a tough time with the waiting thing. I suppose that after all this time I can wait a little bit longer but I might get a bit grouchy at times. I just called in my xanax refill so maybe that will help a little. Damn, my back hurts. I would love to have a backrub, I don’t think I’ve ever had a nice backrub and that’s a shame. I’ve given plenty of them so it doesn’t seem fair that I haven’t had one now, does it?
The more I think about things, the more I realize how much I missed while I was married to the 90 second wonder.
I think that I’m going to go out tonight. I hate going out by myself but I don’t seem to have many options. I’ve been sitting here alone every night for a few weeks now and I’m getting pretty bored of that.
You know, I’ve always wondered why men read this thing. I expected women in the same situation to read it. But from the beginning, it’s been at least 90% men that have written to me. I was surprised and confused. I expected men to say things like, “What a bitter skank you are.” But they don’t, they seem to get a kick out of it and I just got an email that explained why:
I found your blog to be both amusing and sexy-cute....For a moment it was nice to know how and what a woman thinks about.
Well that’s just too sweet. We think about the same things that guys think about...I think. Well, I suppose that there are as many different ways to think as there are people. For the guys that DO care what women think, we think that things like this are a tad insulting:
...you are my fantasy come true. a MILF that wants nothing more than to have unadulterated sex and be done with me...
Now, when in the heck did I say that I wanted sex with someone and be done with them? I said I was horny, not sleazy.
Men. What can you do. Can’t live with them, can’t get them to mow the lawn. Oh well. Maybe I’d reconsider the MILF-loving dude if he would come over here and mow my lawn. I’m not stupid enough to sleep with someone just because they say that they are really, really good. I’ve been burned by that line before. All men think that they are really, really good. Very few are. How’s that for what a woman thinks?
You would think that even if a guy just wanted sex, he would be smart enough to sweet talk a lady. It’s amazing how many men think that all they have to do to get laid is say, “You know, I’m large and I’m good, wanna fuck?” I suppose it works with some women, but not women with a brain. If Elvis impersonators can get laid, I suppose anyone can but I will just never understand that type of guy. And, I most assuredly do not understand the type of woman that falls for that crap. Anyone in the world can get laid, all you have to do is lower your standards. I’m not about to do that and I’m certainly not gonna fall for the “I’m really good in bed” line.
I really AM good. It’s been a while but I haven’t forgotten how. I have references. There aren’t that many men who are as good to their partners as I am. That’s one very good reason that I don’t just give it away willy-nilly. I have found that when you do that, it's usually very disappointing.
OK, I’m exhausted. I’m going to lie down for a while and I’ll be back after a while.
See ya,
Meg
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