That's Amore!
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Posted:Sep 26, 2006 1:32 am
Last Updated:Oct 2, 2006 12:13 am
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Many years ago, as a newlywed, young and very naive, I went to live in Italy. Now, mind you, I had barely been out of Ohio. In looking back now.....I missed out on so very much. The men there love women....revere woman...make lots of passes at women.
From the first moment we landed there and went to the train station......I was given lots of attention. While my new husband went to change some dollars into lire, the crowd of men gathered. Some touched my very long hair. Some just made gestures and talked rapidly in Italian. Thank goodness for high school spanish....I could understand some of it. So, I was trying to tell them that I was married....little did I know that that didn't matter to them much. But I'll never forget the look on my husbands face when he came back to find me "entertaining" about 15 Italian men of all ages! "Lucy....you got some 'splaining to do"!
I'll never forget that first taxi ride through Naples......I thought that damn taxi driver was out to kill us. And when I could stop screaming long enough to look out the window....all I saw was very old buildings with people's laundry, underwear and all hanging out between the apartment buildings. I thought that I'd come to live in hell. And the taxi driver wanted a tip at the end of that ride! I just shook his hand!
The landlord of the Italian apartment we rented was ancient....but not ancient enough to try to make a pass at me every time he came to collect the rent. That is until my brand new German Shepherd puppy bite him on the ankle! And the bathroom.....had two toilets! Well, one toilet and one bidet. Being young and stupid, I didn't know what to do with that bidet. So, we kept my husbands reading materials in it.....except one Easter when I filled it with colored grass and jelly beans!
And then the swimming pool on the NATO base. The Italian men wore the smallest bikinis.....and they would lay on the edge of the pool and stroke themselves until they were hard, and the head of their cock would peek out of that bikini. Trust me.....I watched....I went there almost everyday....and I had the greatest tan of my life! The Italian women were beautiful too my husband would remind me....but when they raised their arms and foot long hair fell out.....well, it kinda took the bloom off of the beauty!
And the shopping! There was a place called Shoe Alley. In reality, the shoes there were stolen off of ships destined for the US, but they were a bargain and we didn't care. And you never paid the price they asked.....you got to haggle for the price! And I was good at it and I loved it. Why can't we "haggle" for prices here? Can't you see the Walmart checkout counters???? lol
I guess the whole purpose of this post is that I missed out on alot of opportunities while I was there. Too young to know better I guess. But I'd do things differently if I could go back and live there now!
What kind of things do you regret?
What would you do differently if you could have a "do over"????
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CONGRATULATIONS MZHUNY!
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Posted:Sep 25, 2006 9:23 pm
Last Updated:Sep 26, 2006 5:17 am
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If you haven't already done it......please go on over to
mzhunyhole [blog mzhunyhole] and leave a comment to celebrate her 700th post!
Long live the queen of blogland! Blog on Mzhunyhole!
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WHY CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET A BONG!
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Posted:Sep 23, 2006 8:36 pm
Last Updated:Oct 2, 2006 12:13 am
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Okay.......I'm going to stay for now.....at least until I can leave on my own terms.
And, truthfully......I haven't used all the good pictures that I've collected for my blog! lol
Do you think we can all just get along now?
Truthfully, it is our differences that make this such an interesting place. And as many of you have said.....the blog we have is our own place to say and do as we will.
Special thanks to all of you who truly care.....I love you dearly.
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I Think It's Time To Go
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Posted:Sep 21, 2006 10:28 am
Last Updated:Oct 2, 2006 12:14 am
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......or at least slow down for a bit.
See how confused I am? There are so very many people here that I have grown to love. And yes....for you doubters....you can feel love for someone you've only met in cyberspace.
You see, I came here following a straying husband. Many of you were instrumental in healing this marriage. I found blogging as an outlet....a place to vent....to reflect...to love. And here, right here in blogland, I found friends.
So, on my 300th post, HOSPITALITY HOUSE BE OUR GUEST, I thought that I would try to get 300 comments and then I would gracefully bow out of blogland. The post was fun to write and featured a few of my favorite people here. And in order to get the 300 posts, I "pimped" my blog.
Well, that appears to be the unforgivable sin here. (unless you're the top blogger apparently) One person even wrote me to ask "how big was the hole in my soul".......ouch! That hurt!
You see, I'm really a nice person......who tried to beat the gamer at the game! And instead I'm the one that got beaten.
mzhunyhole [blog mzhunyhole] will always be the queen of blogland to me. The numbers never meant anything to her....or to me. The commenters DO mean something to both of us though. And I always tried to respond to them or to visit the other blogs.
People....look at the numbers.....
hydragenias recent 983 ALL 6,190
angelofmercy5 recent 586 ALL 15,296
greekgirl4u06 recent 530 ALL 2,019
[blog mzhunyhole] recent 512 ALL 36,319
[blog elusive_angel] recent 421 ALL 2,430
bustybettybooprecent 343 ALL 8,197
[blog Purrykitty2] recent 298 ALL 11,318
I could go on.....but what do these numbers say to you about the rating system? It sucks! If you look at the total number of comments, there is no question that [blog mzhunyhole] is and always will be our QUEEN. She blogged her heart out to get there and deserves to be there. But instead, she steadily falls down the polls.
So, I guess there is no way to "gracefully" exit. Perhaps I could just fade into the woodwork a little..........
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Pimping My Blog Buddies!
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Posted:Sep 20, 2006 9:58 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2024 7:55 am
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Hop on over to [blog _Safira] _Safira and congratulate her on her 400th post. Don't forget to get nekkid! lol
920 Today I Love You 400th Post Naked Fest
And for a great read, hop over to [blog Ptalk1155] ptalk1155 and read his post [post 514081] He put alot of thought into it...and it features alot of other great bloggers!
Enjoy fellow bloggers!
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Don't Call The Fire Department
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Posted:Sep 19, 2006 8:09 am
Last Updated:Oct 2, 2006 12:14 am
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If you see smoke coming from my blog today.....
It's just because I'm thinking!
No need to get the hose!
Unless its a really impressive one! lol
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Chocolate and Sex?
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Posted:Sep 18, 2006 7:33 am
Last Updated:Oct 2, 2006 12:15 am
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Maybe I'm just horny......and maybe I'm just curious.
But last night, I ate a lindt chocolate truffle.
First, I had to unwrap it....and what a pretty little wrapping it was. Red and Gold....twisted at the ends. Had to slowly untwist the ends.....one by one....and the wrapping crinkles so nicely. Crumple it up in your hand as you pop that litle round ball into your mouth.
Then that first sensation as it hits your mouth. Its round....its hard.....but it starts to melt immediately. And you roll it around your tongue as it melts. The sensation is wonderful as the chocolate explodes in your mouth........releasing sensations similar to.....
An orgasm!
Ahhhhhh.....the simple pleasures in life. What simple pleasure have you had lately?
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"HO-SPITALITY" HOUSE! BE OUR GUEST!
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Posted:Sep 14, 2006 9:40 pm
Last Updated:Oct 2, 2006 9:20 pm
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In honor of my 300th blog.....I'm opening the first "Ho-spitality House" of blogland! All visitors are kindly requested to "sign in" by leaving a comment.
Ma chere, my blogland friends. It is with great pride and pleasure that we welcome you. And now.....we invite you to relax, let us pull you up a chair as the blogland chorus proudly presents......your dinner.
Be our guest
Be our guest
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin round your cock my friend
And we'll provide the rest.
Soup du jour
Hot hors d'oeuvres mzhunyhole
Hey, we only live to serve
Try the flyaway1012 it's delicious
Don't believe me? Ask hydragenias
They can sing
They can dance
After all, some don't wear pants
And a dinner here is never second best.
Bunny foo foo _Safira
Pixies too impish_pixie
Pie and pudding en Frangi
We'll prepare and serve with flair
A blogging cabernet VCF1962
You're alone
And your scared
But the nurse is all prepared. maggieswishes
No one's gloomy or complaining
While expatbrit49's entertaining
We tell jokes ZZ_Todd
We do tricks fantasylover_05
With some hard-ons like a stick vatraveler1948
And it's all in perfect taste.
Be our guest
Be our guest
Our command is your request
A hug is always found here unlistedone
And were obsessed
With your sex life
How you tease
Yes, indeed we aim to please.
While we drop down to our knees pragmaticCTcpl
Let us help you
We'll keep you going
Course by course goddess1946
One by one mrsmuffland
'Til you shout, "Enough! I'm done!"
Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you'll prop your feet up
But for now, let us eat you up PurryKitty2
Be our guest
Be our guest
Please, be our guest And don't forget to "sign in"......come on....comment!
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ALL TIED UP!
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Posted:Sep 14, 2006 11:28 am
Last Updated:Sep 21, 2006 5:44 am
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I LOVE YOU GUYS!
Your answers to yesterdays question were terrific. I really enjoyed reading them......now, whether anyone ACTUALLY answered the question adequately.......hmmmmmmmm!
I want to stay and read your blogs and play today. But.......
I'M ALL TIED UP!
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THE ANSWER TO EVERYTHING!
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Posted:Sep 13, 2006 5:26 am
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2006 8:28 pm
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OK MEN!
If you can truly make me understand why you think SEX is the answer to everything.......
I'll fuck your brains out!
Which shouldn't be TOO hard.....lol!
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CAN WE REALLY SEE?
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Posted:Sep 12, 2006 4:13 am
Last Updated:Sep 13, 2006 4:44 am
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This is a repost by request of my good friend [blog flyaway1012]. Sorry Fly, I had almost forgotton......and then I had an experience yesterday at a therapy session that made me remember your request. I had a vision of an angel handing me white roses. No idea of what that means.....but it did make me think of this post.
As you read this my friends, remember.....we all walk too fast through life...especially in the USA. We are missing out on the truly important things life has to offer.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before with his head tilted down.
And with great excitement, "Look what I found".
In his hand was a rose, what a pitiful sight.
With its petals all worn - too much rain or not enough sunlight.
Wanting him to take his dead rose and go off to play.
I faked a small smile, and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat down by my side
And placed the rose to his nose and declared in surprise.
"It sure smells pretty, and its beautiful too. That's why I picked it. Here, its for you"
The weed before me was dying or dead
Not vibrant of colors, not yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it or he might never leave.
So I reached for the rose and replied "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the rose in my hand.
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
The weed toting boy could not see..he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun.
As I thanked him for picking me the very best one.
"Your welcome" he smiled and ran off to play
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered just how he could see.
A self-pitying woman sitting under that tree.
How well did he know of my self indulged plight.
Perhaps from his heart he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind at last I could see
The problem was not with the world - it was me.
And for all those times I myself had been blind
I vowed to see beauty in life and appreciate every second that was mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of one perfect rose.
And smiled as I watched that young boy, another weed in his hand
About to change the life of an unsuspecting man.
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NEVER FORGET
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Posted:Sep 11, 2006 8:57 am
Last Updated:Sep 12, 2006 4:36 pm
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No comments are necessary on this blog. I'm actually writing it for myself. I have lived long enough to have lived through some pretty intense things.
I can remember the Cuban Missile crisis....and all the talk of people building bomb shelters. Well, my parents didn't have that kind of money. But I could run fast. And I watched old war movies with my dad....I saw those missile shaped bombs dropping. So, in my 's mind, I decided that if the bombs were dropping, I could run fast enough to dodge them. And then there were the drills in school......we'd have to put our arms over our heads and get under our desks....or at our lockers, with our arms covering the back of our neck and heads. I know now that we might as well have been taught to bend over and kiss our ass goodbye for all the good that would have done.
And then the day President Kennedy was shot. They came over the PA with the announcement in school...and we had a moment of prayer for the president. (YES! We were allowed to pray in school then!) And then the terrible announcement that he was dead. Those of you young-uns probably don't remember, but those Kennedy's were "royalty" back then. The teachers cried...and we were released to walk home from school. I was actually watching TV with my parents when Oswald was shot.....the neighborhood was cheering that he was shot!
I was working on 9/11/2001. We were actually in the middle of treating a terribly ill when some of the other nurses ran back to tell us that a plane had hit a tower in New York. By the time I could get to a TV in the waiting room, I was just in time to see the second plane hit on live TV. I turned to my fellow nurses, and said...."this is not an accident".
I wanted to run home. I wanted my family gathered around me. I wanted so much to just hold my grandson who was then only 4 years old. I wanted to hug every family who had lost a loved one. I wanted to hold those babies who were born afterwards, never to know their Daddy.
Life changed for all of us in America in that instant.....whether we lost someone on that terrible day or not.....we lost our freedom. We, for the first time since our earlier internal wars had been attacked here on our shores. We cannot get complacent.....we cannot think that it will never happen again.
We must......
NEVER FORGET!
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OUT! OUT! DAMN MOUSE!
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Posted:Sep 9, 2006 7:02 am
Last Updated:Dec 20, 2012 2:11 pm
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EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK! There's a mouse in my classroom! After the initial screams.....I'm teaching the class standing on a chair. My students think it's hysterical.
Reminded me of a funny mouse story. My hubby always hated it when I screamed when I saw a mouse. He said I scared him worse than the mouse! lol So, one night while everyone was sleeping, I got up to go to the bathroom. I think I was trying to pee with my eyes closed so I wouldn't wake up too much. But I kept hearing this strange noise........
scurry,scurry,scurry......THUNK!
scurry,scurry,scurry......THUNK!
And I looked down into the bathtub....and there was a little mouse trying his darndest to get out! He'd scamper up the curved side of the tub and just THUNK right back to the bottom.....but he wasn't giving up! I bit my lips to keep from screaming and went into the bedroom to wake up my husband.
"If you don't get up right now and kill that mouse, I'm going to start screaming", I said.
So, he got up while I jumped into the middle of the bed and pulled all the covers up so that darn mouse couldn't get loose and run up the bed sheets! I could hear him looking for something to catch that mouse with. He went into the kitchen twice....and I could only imagine what tools he was using. He just couldn't catch the thing in that bathtub.....it was too slippery.
Finally with a broom to trap the mouse, and pliers to pick it up he was able to grab it. I could hear the mouse scream.......EEEK! EEEK! EEEK! It made my blood curdle...and I had to bit the pillow to keep from screaming.
And then I heard the toilet flush.......and soon after, hysterical laughing out of my hubby. I hid under the covers....sure that little thing got away and was looking for me.
Turns out that mice can swim......and that little thing swam for his little life for all he was worth. It took about six flushes to finally get him down the toilet.
And then I cried.....poor little mouse!
Yeah....I know....men, give up....you'll never figure us women out!
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