Susan & Jason's grand day out!

Oh, my gosh!  You guys!   Yesterday, Jason and I dressed up all fancy and went to see the Saint Louis Symphony Orchestra perform a John Williams showcase.  It was so awesome!  There were photo-ops in the lobby prior to showtime.  The bar was also selling a special cocktail, "The Yoda."  It was a vodka base and bright green.  "Drink it you will."

We had seats up in the terrace level, center section first row.  Powell Hall is just majestic.  It was still decorated for Christmas and was just beautiful.  The conductor was phenomenal on the mic.  They opened with the Olympic Fanfare, then did selections from JFK and Warhorse.  Also selections from ET, Jurassic Park, Raiders/Indiana Jones, and of course, Star Wars.  I got a little misty during Jurassic Park.  After the show ended, two of the strings musicians came back out...one as Vader and one as Obi-Won, both with light sabers.  And then they encored with "The Imperial March."  It was just exhilarating!  There were NERDS (us included) everywhere!

Here are some photos:

^^ This was the first photo we took.  We asked the man in line behind us to please take our photo.  "It's very important to get the Ewok in the frame.  No pressure or anything."  HA!  Good job, guy! 

^^Second photo was with Darth Maul.  Jason is crotch-chopping all our nerd friends who we assumed would be infinitely jealous of our grand afternoon.  And I'm throwing it in their faces!  HA!

^^Third photo!  "Stick 'em up!"

Prior to going to Powell, we went to Everest Cafe and overdosed on friend zucchini.  Jason had to tap out, and I finished the last two!  Then we stopped at The Handlebar for a round/pre-bar.  After, Jason wanted a steak since he was so dressed up.  I was (understandably) at a loss for suggestions, but I remember that Lew and Kristen went some steakhouse/whisky bar earlier that weekend, so I texted them for the info.  We headed to the CWE and ate at the Gamlin House.  Jason ate a $35 16oz cut, which he said was one of the best he had ever tasted.  He felt the price was justified, plus, it was a special occasion.  I ordered a $17 bowl of vegetable stew.  Not joking.  It was a very delicious stew, but vegetable soup should not be $17.  Like I said, it was a special occasion. :)

It's raining, it's pouring!

Yesterday was Christmas, and it was an easy, quiet affair at my folks' house.  Brother is in jail, but my sister was visiting.  And grandma and Uncle Jim came over for the afternoon.  My sister and I worked four jigsaw puzzles!

I received a crockpot, a ladder, and an indoor herb garden set-up.  All thoughtful and needed and appreciated. 

Brother called us last night at like seven pm.  He said that the prisoners were served a turkey dinner, and he is getting an additional meal (read: extra hot pocket) each day for now because he is so thin/mal-nourished.  I told him about the camp my patient's husband is attending, and he seemed interested in at least looking for the brochure I printed out.  I prayed to St. Maximilian of Kolbe again this morning and thanked him for being close to my brother and asked him to continue to do so.

This morning I went to the gym, and I am still amped from the workout.  I stopped at the grocery on the way home and bought all the needed items to make minestrone soup in the new crock pot.  I just started it; there is a good two hours to go.  I included onion, celery, carrot, zucchini, spinach, tomatoes (diced and paste), kidney beans, peas, green beans, one small Yukon gold potato, and some garlic and oregano.  I will add the bow tie pasta when it's closer to being finished.  I also cashed in the winning lotto tix...$22!

When I got back from the store just now, a neighbor had thrown his metal awning out!  There were two small window pieces just sitting next to the dumpster.  So I called 'Hawk, who is a known scraper.  He said he'll be by after he gets off work to pick them up.  I put them in my garage for safe keeping for now.

Ok, so now to the dirty details and the title of this post.  I am very much completely into Jason.  The amount of Oxytocin just oozing out of my posterior pituitary gland is breaking records here.  I have no intention whatsoever of breaking things off with him or jeopardizing the current situation and what I hope we have for a long time to come.  That being said, I have been solicited by two guys in the past week.  One just last night.  An old friend from high school.  And I said no.  And of course, Jackson, earlier in the week, which I already wrote about.  Both were total no-brainers.  Not even a decision to weigh.  Just a flat out, unhesitant, "nope."  I hope I'm not jinxing it here, but I daresay I feel like my ship has finally come in. :)

undefined 12.22

I've been pretty idle today.  Which is fine, but I'm worrying about things that I shouldn't.  I'm stressed about my finances.  I have $17 in my checking account until I get paid next Friday. I live paycheck to paycheck, so it's not like I can really save a lot. That's why I'm going to school, so I can get a job that pays more money.   That is stressing me out, too.  School stuff, and how to pay for it and pay for living expenses and trying to find a job.  People in charge just don't get it.

Jason's job is ending this week.  His store is being bought out by another company.  No one really knows much about what the new operation will be.  He is hoping that he will be able to keep a similar position with the new owners, but he is going to look for something else, up here in the city.  And he wants to move up here.  I'd like that a lot.

Jackson texted me today.  He is passing through town tonight with the band and wanted to invite me for hangs at the Ballroom.  I'd like that.  I'm not going to drink because I have to work tomorrow.  Plus, see fourth sentence of the blog post!  And, I have to go to the grocery store to buy food to make an item for the potluck tomorrow.  I don't want to bring anything, honestly.  I don't want to spend $!5 to make a massive salad or whatever when everyone else is bringing meat and cheese (I saw the sign up sheet) and I'm not going to eat that.

I was at work until about 6:20pm on Friday.  Everyone else had left shortly after 5pm to go to happy hour.  I was invited as well, but I passed because I had other plans.  Plus, I had some things to finish up at work.  Dr. S came into the room where I was working and gave me a hug and said thank you and that he appreciates all the work I do.  I said you're welcome and thank you so much for acknowledging me.  I really need to hear things like that every now and then.

I'm probably just hormonal right now, but the future scares me sometimes.

The Backslide of the Wombmate

I've been trying to track down this badass Falstaff lamp that has been in my parents' basement for like twenty years.  I texted my bro about it, and he texted me back that he was not at home.  In fact, dad had kicked him out of the house for an undetermined amount of time because my bro pawned the playstation that my folks bought him for his birthday. 

He asked me if he could stay here, but I said, "No.  I'm not going to enable you.  Plus, I have nice things I have worked hard for, and I don't want you stealing from me."

He pleaded with me that it was cold out and he didn't want to sleep in a car (whose car, I have no idea).  I held strong.

He texted me again the next day, pleading again.  I said, NO.

Then I texted him today, the third day, and I told him that if he was not high and not puking, then he could stay here tonight.  And he would have to leave at 630am when I went to work because I didn't want him in my house while I'm away.  We exchanged a few texts, but I haven't heard from him for several hours.

I was really upset by all this, and I spoke to my mom and got the whole story.

Scott pawned the television and the Playstaion.  My dad went and got them both back.  Scott took them both and pawned them again.  My dad went and only got the television back and told my brother to get out.  He was sick as hell all weekend at their house.  Puking everywhere and screaming/hallucinating.  Just awful.  I love my brother so much!  But I hate what his addiction has done to make him do terrible things.  I still pray to St. Maximilian Kolbe.  I ask him to please be near my brother and help him find the strength to overcome his addiction.  I was worried all last night that my brother might freeze (although it didn't get THAT cold, just in the twenties), or that he might overdose on purpose.  It makes me really upset to think about it all, and I find comfort in calling on the patron saint.

I saw my mom today, and she told me that Scott didn't check in with his parole officer two days ago, so maybe he was trying to get picked up on purpose.  Jail is at least warm, and they will feed him two Hot Pockets everyday.

Wednesday night change-up

Since school is out, I've had more time to exercise after work, and I'm SO GLAD!!  I went yesterday and today.  I'm pretty sore!

I'm super pumped I went tonight because my favorite trainer, who is quite an Adonis, mentioned that tonight was his last night.  I didn't hear if he was moving on, or just moving to another time slot.  Either way, glad I got to attend his class (and check out that bangin' body) one last time.

Also, tonight, he put on sparring gear and I got to hit him in the torso and training pads.  I was pumped on it! 

Aaaaand....he was beat up.  Like he probably fought last weekend and got knocked in the face/eye a few times.  "I have your warm compress right here, Kyle!"  HAHAHAHAHAHA!  I can't wait to tell everyone at work this tomorrow.

Thirty-eight repeated infinity times!

On Friday, I went to Farmington after work because Jason invited me down to see some bands.  It was a super early show, and I was thinking that I was maybe going to get out of work a half-hour early!  But alas, I had to prepare something for the 8am Monday patient, and didn't leave until 545.

There was snow/sleet in the forecast, and STL/WestCO was on/off with precipitation all afternoon.  Jason texted me that Farminton was precipitation free, and the highways were clear.  So I headed down!

And I got there too late!  Last band started at 6:30.  I had NO CASH on me and there was not an ATM from my bank in town.  I had gotten lost, or missed the turn more like it, because the street was not labeled properly.  And I was super hungry and in a really foul mood, so I decided to get food before I did or said something regrettable.  I went to Qdobes and ordered a burrito.  Very satisfying.  Then I went on a everquest to get cash back.  I figured I could buy something needed....like beer.  So I went to Walgreen's, got 12 bottles of Hi Life on sale for $7.48 and the newest issue of the Penny Press crossword puzzle.  And I swiped my card and forgot to get cash back!!  So I bought some gum for $0.49 and was able to get $20 back.

Then I got lost on the way to Jason's house, again, because the street was not labeled properly.  So I called him, and he stayed on the line, giving me directions, until I arrived.  He lives in a TINY apartment on the top floor of a very old house.  It was super neat, though!  He is very tidy with his personal space.  There was no clutter and it was all clean.  There is a badass vintage turnTABLE!  I type table like that, because this thing could double as a coffee table.  The volume knob is labeled "LOUDNESS."  Outstanding!  I brought several record for us to listen to!

We stayed up kinda late drinking all the beer and listening to music and talking.  I don't remember if we banged out before passing out.

I know we banged out in the morning, because I didn't sleep very well.  It was probably the alcohol, but I was just restless all night and my back was killing me when I woke up.  And I had a headache and leg cramps.  But we banged out and I had a massive orgasm from all the built up tension.  POOF! It was all gone!

Jason had to go to work on Saturday afternoon, and I had my work Christmas party (gag!).  I blew him before I left at like 2pm, and got back up here by 3:30pm and realized that I had left a t-shirt there.  (ok, now that I am typing this, we totally made out the first night because I remember taking that shirt off.  Jason went down on me.  I was pleased with his skill.  And I tasted my pussy all over his lips and chin and it was DELICIOUS!  We also fucked, with Jason on top for the first time.  Also excellent.) So, I texted him that I should probably come back down after the work party to get my shirt.  He agreed, "Yes!  You totally should come back to get your shirt!"

Off to the party.  Not to toot my own horn, but I was looking super hot.  I wore party dress and a small black moto jacket and black biker boots.  Dr. S commented, "WOW!  Now that's my kind of dress! Do those legs go all the way up?" when I walked in.  I was incredibly awkward the whole time.  I spoke to a few people, mostly Mary.  Did not say hello to Heather, but she didn't say hello to me, either.  And she was wasted.  Like sloppy wasted.  I didn't drink anything but water since I was planning on driving later.  There was catering, including hummus and baba and fresh vegetables.  I was hoping to jet by 9-930, but was waiting on a group photo.  I didn't leave until 10:30!  Jason was at a co-workers house for a little get together, so I met him there.  It was chill and a nice time.  Everyone was friendly, and I was getting along, too.  I drove the two of us to Jason's house since he was a little too intoxicated to drive.  On the way home, Jason showed me a text from Johnny, the host of the party and Jason's co-worker.  "Susan.  Good job, man."  Sweet!

We got back to Jason's house and fell asleep quite quickly, close to each other and warm in the bed.  The next morning, we slept in late!  Well, probably until like 10am or something.  We went to hike at Elephant Rocks, which was really cool!  We could see the whole Arcadia Valley.  And it was very scenic with all the trees iced over.  There were icicles everywhere, and the sun was shining.  It wasn't too cold and actually a gorgeous day.  We then attempted to go to Taum Sauk, which is the highest point in the state.  The road was not clear, and we decided to turn around, especially since neither of us had any cell signal.

I took Jason to Johnny's house to get his truck, and we went to get lunch to take back home to eat.  The food hit the spot, and then we laid around the house all afternoon.  We watched some movies and Jason just gently stroked my legs, which were draped over his lap as we both sat on the couch.  He laid down next to me for a bit, his head on my chest, and nearly fell asleep! He leaped up and said, "nap time!"  so we went into his room and banged out.  We used the last condom.  We decided to go to the store to buy more.  When we got back from the store, I put on party dress laid down at the edge of the mattress.  Jason stood next to the bed and railed me while standing.  It was incredibly hot.  I loved feeling his hands under my dress and grabbing at my hips.  The view was great, too :)

We did it a third time, with me on top but still wearing party dress.  And we both climaxed at the same time!  IT. WAS. AWESOME!  We laid around for another hour then I had to drive home because it was like 10pm and I had to work the next day.  I was so exhausted, I almost fell asleep at the wheel. 

The next day, Jason texted me: "I'm just gonna say it....That was some great sex last night!!!  I've thought about it several times through the day."  I responded that my panties were a little wet, and I had another 90 minutes to go at work!

He also texted me that he likes how comfortable we are around each other already.  I have to agree.  This most likely stems from a few situations, including the two of us brushing our teeth in the morning, and me foaming up my mouth and saying, "MAD DOG, RUFF RUFF RUFF!" a la Pee-Wee.  Jason was cracking up for like ten minutes about it!

I'm still feeling good, and I'm still not scared.

Three truths and one falsehood

1. Today my co-worker was short/projecting on me even though I did nothing wrong.  I told her to fuck off and then imagined punching her in her fat fucking mouth!

2. I was exempted from my micro final tonight because I had a 97% in the class.  I had to show up for attendance, and my instructor asked me to take the test anyway, for curiosity's sake.  I was curious, too, and I took it.  A fair test.  Did not study but totally nailed it.

3. Came home and banged myself out once with the new beast while sniffing Jason's shirt that he left here, that smells like him.


Answer: #1 is a half-truth.  I didn't tell my co-worker to fuck off, even though that would be a totally justified response and one that she definitely deserves and which would be more likely to happen if I didn't go to the gym so much to blow off steam.

In response to #3, cue theme song:

Thirty-eight repeated thrice

After being snowed in for the past 48 hours, Jason came up to to visit yesterday.  He arrived earlier than expected---about 3:30.  We were at The Ballroom and getting toasted and draining those little silver balls within an hour!  We were pretty buzzed when we left at 6:30, which is funny to me.  It seemed SO LATE, and the sky was dark and the air temps frigid.

We swung down to Cherokee on the way home to get some authentic Mexican fare.  When we got back to the house, we joked around in the living room, drinking a few more beers and listening to music.  Then we took a shower.  The warm water was so soothing.  Jason is a tall guy, but he doesn't have to lean over to fit under the shower head at my house!  Such a simple pleasure!

We got into bed and made out again, for a long time.  His body is so warm, and I don't want to sound cheesy, but there really is no other way:  He is a lover.  Doesn't rush.  Truly enjoys himself and enjoys me.  I like watching him watching me.  I truly believe a person is either born with it or not, and both of us were born with it.  Jason knows what he's doing, and he learns/takes cues.  It is a different from what I have experienced since the dissolution of my relationship with Giuseppe.  And I mean that in a good way.  This is different than what I have felt/experienced with the few men I have dated since then.  And, not that I haven't totally enjoyed the casual hook-ups, or even enjoyed that companionship of a few through steady dating, even though that didn't work, I definitely learned from the experiences, but this is something deeper.  And it's awesome.  This is more than just getting off.  Jason says sweet things to me and seems interested in things that I/we talk about.  He has endearing nicknames for me.  He drives 80 miles in the snow to hang out for 12 hours before having to wake up at 6am to drive home to work a shift.  If he was looking for just sex, he could much more conveniently find it closer to home.

We did bang out last night, me on top again, with the light on.  That is my preferred position, and he is ready, willing, and able to just flip us over and pull me on top of him.  Then I got him off a second time from oral after we had turned the light out to fall asleep (that's funny we thought we were going to fall asleep).  I worked it so slowly.  His orgasm lasted like 20 seconds.  Then he was still shaking/tingling/hypersensitive for SEVERAL minutes.  It was awesome.

I'm not scared of how intensely I am falling for Jason, and I'm not scared of having my heart crushed if it comes to that.  And it feels good having that kind of confidence.  I had given up.  I bought a tiny house for just me and was more than content to carry-on on same path of doing me own thing all the time, banging myself out whenever I wanted and hooking-up casually.  Could I go back to that?  I'd like to think so.  I didn't/don't consider myself lonely.  But I am waaaay into what is coming together right now.  And I'm not afraid.

Winter Storm v 12.2k13

So, this most current "winter storm to end all winter storms" aka snowmageddon was supposed to bring minimum 6" of snow to STL.  And everywhere but STL seemed to get hit.  Jason got snowed in under about 12" in Farmington, and the roads in St. Gen and St. Francis county are fucked.  I got barely a dusting in the city.

 

Scrooge v. 2K13

My Christmas decorating begins and ends with a sock monkey wearing Santa Hat.  His name is Monkey Claws.  The other one is named Jerk-off Into My Sock Monkey.  And the pink spiral is Syphilis, which Krissy gave me for my 27th birthday.

Thirty-eight repeated two times

"So I drive 90 minutes to hang out with this chick.  She didn't set the timer correctly on the dryer and her clothes were wet, so she answered the door in her towel.  Then she told me we were going to stop at the liquor store on the way to the movie so we could spike out soda with some Turkey.  And we stayed up until 5am drinking beer and watching wrestling."

Jason came here to visit this weekend.  We had plans last night to see the new THG movie.  He arrived at the house around 7pm with a crock pot of homemade minestrone soup because I had been feeling like maybe I was getting sick earlier in the week.  I suspected that he was going to bring me some soup because he was asking me questions about what I liked and didn't like, food-wise.  I was super excited about the soup; like I posted earlier, he is very kind to me.  The source of my "sickness" seemed to be the forced heat and my throat was just really dry, and the soup was delicious.  I had set the timer on the dryer to "air fluff" accidentally, so my clothes were still wet, and I answered the door in a towel.  We finalized our plans, bought tix online, and when my clothes were dry, we headed to The Crow's Nest for food.  I had never been there but have been curious about it for many months.  I know they serve the standard fare, as well as veg items, so both of us could enjoy.  We got some drinks, ordered dinner, and conversation was great while we were waiting.  The food was delicious, and the portions were perfect.

While Jason settled the tab, I walked to the store across the street to get some Wild Turkey to take with us into the theater for our soda.  Then we drove to the Moolah.  Jason had never been there, and he was super impressed with the details on the outside of the building as well as the decor inside.  We arrived 30 minutes early, but still not early enough to get a seat on the couches down in front.  We sat in the back row on the bottom level, front and center.  We snuggled during the movie, and I didn't need the blanket I had brought.  I even took off my hoodie!  Woo! Body heat!

The movie was enjoyable, we drank two sodas and ALMOST the entire handle of Turkey I purchased.  Caught a nice little buzz.  After the movie, we chilled on the couches in the Mini section and discussed our thoughts of the film.  Headed home around 12:30.

When we got back to the house, we drank the remaining beers that were in the fridge, and I showed Jason the wrestling matches I had edited.  He LOVES wrestling, and I was thankful for some feedback.  We finally went to bed at like 5am.  Slept restlessly for a few hours, then went to the zoo.

Jason had not been to the zoo in several years, I had just been there two days ago!  He was excited to see the prairie dogs, which were out feasting, chattering, and in general being totally adorable in their pen.  They are right across from where the new sea lion exhibit is located.  Jason was super excited to see the sea lions underwater in the viewing tunnel.  The zoo was not very crowded, and we stayed in the viewing tunnel watching the seals for nearly 20 minutes.  We went to see some monkeys, the big cats, giraffes and emus, and the elephants and rhinos in the river's edge exhibit.  All said and done, an excellent outing.  The sun was shining, air temps were rather mild, we were joking and laughing the whole time.

We came back to the house and took a nap.  By nap I mean we got naked and made out for like 85 minutes.   He didn't seem as nervous this time.  The room was lit enough that we could see each other, and I loved watching him check out my body and hearing him tell me I was sexy.  I loved seeing his mouth on my nipples and his hands grabbing my thighs and ass.  He came three times.  The first was rather quick, and I was only kissing on his neck/earlobe.  I thought maybe this was a problem.  But he stayed rock hard, so I blew him, and he came a second time into my mouth.  I was ragging a little bit still, but we wanted to fuck, and he was hard, so we banged out hard with me on top, and he came a third time.  Outstanding.

It was (literally) a fucking massacre in there, blood all over my thighs and pubic area, he was bloody on his stomach, pubic area, and legs, too.  We put a towel down but it was still messy on the sheets and towel a little bit.  We hopped in the shower to clean up, totally refreshed from our "nap." 

We hung out in the living room listening to music and talking for another hour or so, then he drove back home.  Both of us have to work tomorrow, and I am currently procrastinating a school assignment.

All said and done, an excellent weekend with some one new.  I know he likes me, and I'm happy because I like him, too.  He's kind.  And he seems to care.  And it feels good.

He invited me to come visit him in two weeks, there are some social events in his home town he would like to take me to.  And he wants to go to the next wrestling event, which is coming up in January, and also get some mutual friends together to go to the monster truck rally in February.  I'm going to let myself get excited about this one. :)

Oh, and he's 6'4"!