TGIF you handsome man you!

Hello Stephen,

I hope you're enjoying your Friday afternoon. Are you looking forward to a busy weekend, or to a nice, normal and relaxing one?  I don't know what the weather is like in LA right now, but it's WARM and in the 70's here today, and it's October!! You just can't beat that. I am not looking forward to the snow that will come soon though, I definitely can live without it.

Anyway, I've been so geeked this week about this house that Pete and I toured last weekend. We fell in love with it right then and there, and now we're trying to buy it.  Sitting here waiting on pins and needles, waiting for the current owners to say YES is killing me.  It's very nerve wracking to buy a house! This is the first time in my whole life I've ever had this experience, and frankly I'm wondering why it has to be so damned difficult. Why can't it be EASY? I mean, our realtor has to talk to THEIR realtor, but why can't we just call them DIRECTLY OURSELVES and cut through all the crap of the "he said, she said" bullshit? Pete tells me that's not proper protocol, but ya know, I'm one of those people who likes to simplify things.

While working for the federal government, I often asked "why the hell does it HAVE TO be that way? Why don't people CHANGE the policy if it annoys everybody?" The standard reply I usually got was, "That's just the way it is, and it's always been done that way, so it will probably never change."  Buncha lazy bastages, I tell ya.  If I were President, boy...yes indeed, if women ruled the world, boy...(sigh).

Sooo, we took another tour of it today with the mother-in-law and 24 year old stepson. They both loved it. In fact, the mother-in-law (who is loaded) told me to "get my purse & checkbook, I'll write out a $300,000 check right now. We HAVE TO HAVE THIS HOUSE!"  I nearly fell off my chair.  That woman astounds me.  Anyway, there's no way we would ever accept that money from her, she's overly generous and we never want to be accused of taking advantage of her for any reason.  It has happened with other family members, so we're never going to be like them.  She's a sweetheart though, for even offering such a thing.

But, since we don't have any way of getting a loan right now, we're trying to convince the current owners to do a rent-to-own situation. We'll see what they say, but they seem to be taking their sweet time in deciding. I mean, COME ON, it's a no-brainer!!  Do you WANT to shovel snow from the driveway all winter AGAIN, and keep paying utilities on a house that hasn't sold in over a YEAR?! Or do you want tenants who WANT to buy the house, but just need some time to get a mortgage, while paying the current monthly mortgage payment as we work on that?  How hard can that decision BE?!!

Ah well, sometimes you just gotta be patient, I guess, but patience is NOT my strongest characteristic. I'm not as IMpatient as Pete can be while he's driving, (he's got ADD and drives me bonkers with his road rage sometimes), but I keep reminding myself that it has been less than one week since we've seen it for the first time, and okay okay, I know, I should just chill out and keep my mouth shut and hope and pray that they will soon say yes.  BUT HURRY UP WILL YA?!!!  GGGAAAAAAA!!!!!

I've already taken about 90 photos of the place, every square inch, inside and out, in order to put together a binder with each photo and a description of how I would want to decorate it.  I'm so anal retentive sometimes, it's scary. But, that's what I do.  Every time I held a temporary job, I would ask if they had a manual for how to do certain things, which 9 out of 10 times they never did, so I would CREATE one after they trained me step-by-step...just for the next person who might have that job after I did.  I am one of those annoying over-achieving perfectionist Type A people that drives everyone else crazy.  I like to say I am very misunderstood...and I'm also a PRO-active person surrounded by RE-active people.

That is what I've been working on lately in my little Donna Reed domestically challenged world. WhatCHOO been up to lately? Anything naughty? Anything KINKY? Anything, maybe a little...TABOO perhaps??!  You and those butt-less leather chaps...I just have a feeling you're a naughty, naughty boy.  Well, that's my fantasy at least!!  (In case you're wondering, I definitely have my moments where I get my FREAK on). WOO HOOO BABYYYY!! You BETCHA!!

Seriously, here's the thing about my feelings regarding sexuality:  I don't give a rat's ass what you do behind your closed bedroom door.  (As long as you SING, that's the most important thing).  I don't care one damned BIT who's heterosexual, I don't care who's homosexual, I don't care who's BI-sexual, I just really don't CARE one way or the other where people put their naughty bits.  It's none of my damned business.  I believe in PRIVACY.  And furthermore, a HOLE is a HOLE, it needs to be filled with something, and a TONGUE is a TONGUE, so let's say (hypothetically) if you're blindfolded, you can't tell if that tongue belongs to a woman or a man, RIGHT?!  Right.  That's how I feel about it. People should be FREE to do what they feel is right for them when it comes to their own personal sexuality. And I also believe that gay people should definitely be able to get married legally AND adopt kids.

Ahhhh yes, I'm one of those silly Democratic LIBERALS!!  What can I say?! I mean, we're all here on this doomed planet for a very short time. Why make it miserable for each other? What's the point? How does that ENRICH anybody's lifetime?  After all, that's what we're supposed to be doing while we're alive, (in my opinion): either learning from, or teaching to, others.  I believe that everybody in your life is there FOR A REASON, either to learn from you, or to teach you something---just like everything in life HAPPENS for a reason, but if that reason is to only cause you GRIEF or hardship of some kind, then that person is DEAD WEIGHT around your neck and should therefore be cut LOOSE from your life.

I think too often in our world, the media sensationalizes things that shouldn't be, and too often ignore those important POSITIVE things in the world that help enrich people's lives.  I went to college to be a Journalist, but after I learned that 90% of all American newspapers are only written at a FIFTH GRADE LEVEL, I gave up.  I mean, sure, I like children and all, but I don't want to have to WRITE for them all the time.  What the hell ever happened to ADULTS?!  And there were too many damned rules about it, too, like "the who, what, where, when and how all have to be in the first paragraph of every news story, to GRAB the reader's attention."  But I thought to myself, "If the reader didn't want to read it, why would he BUY the damned paper in the first place?" Seemed rather silly to me.

As you probably have figured out by now, I don't write like a robot. I pretty much write whatever is in my head at that very moment.  BUT, I also write with a beginning, a middle and an end in sight.  I try to bring it all around in a circle to make some sense of the ramblings when it's over. Yes, I am one long-winded broad, I wholeheartedly admit that.  I might even have "comma-itis," or some kind of grammatical handicap now and then.  Sure, I'm not perfect, but overall I would say that I am a pretty good writer most of the time. I spell things correctly, I punctuate most things correctly, and I try real hard to have things make sense. I even edit myself as I write, and then re-read it all out loud before I publish it on this blog.

Sooo, what is my point, you ask?

My point, in a round-about way, is this:  If you and were ever to really DATE, for real, like, truly in person, face-to-face go see a movie & have some dinner, or take off to a beach somewhere for a fun weekend, etc., YOU WOULD WIN EVERY ARGUMENT WE WOULD EVER HAVE...and you know WHY that is, Mr. Perry?  Because all you would have to do is open that PIE HOLE of yours, and SING, and it would melt me to the bone, and I would surrender. THAT'S why.  It would be hopeless, I would lose every argument.  So, since I'm am usually the type of person who avoids conflict like the plague, I would welcome the surrender.  I'd even have a little white flag on a stick to wave in your face.

So, if we dated, I would also welcome WHATEVER your sexual preferences are, the good, the bad and even the ugly.  I do not judge people for what makes them get off when they need to get off. Ya know? If you wanted some fantastic naughty something, well my friend, I would do my best to get it for you.  Pete and I feel the same way about it, actually.  The song "Anyway You Want It," pretty much sums it up for us too.  If he needs something I cannot provide, even though we are "hitched," then I will help him to reach that happiness somehow, even if it's not with me. And, vice versa. If he knew I just HAD to see you in your butt-less leather chaps in order to get off, he would try his best to find a pair that fit your size and pay to get you here to wear 'em for me. Mmmmmmm.  Now, THAT, my friend, is LOVE.

Is that too radical of a thought for most people? Hell yeah. Does it freak a lotta people out? Definitely.

Do we care?

Nope. Not in the least.

I know it does not fit most people's definition of "love."  But, if the person you give your heart and soul to, and spend your life with, (married or not), NEEDS something that you are unable to provide yourself for whatever the reason, why WOULDN'T you try to provide that for them? Would you DEPRIVE your loved one of something they really truly needed in order to be happy?  Seems to me that you would want to do whatever it took to keep that person in your life happy, no matter what.  Now, of course, robbing a bank is not really the best idea...but, what I'm saying is, let's say if a woman marries a guy and HATES the thought of doing anything oral, well, maybe she oughta let him go ELSEWHERE to get that need met.  She may never want to hear about the details, and she may never want to talk about it afterwards, but at least you would come back to HER and that's all that would matter.  My theory is, a lot of divorces would never happen if women just thought this way about their men.  (And vice versa).

Maybe this is too much to reveal about myself.  But ya know, I've a feeling nobody reads this anyway. And it's not like we're the only people on earth who feel like this either. We are just 2 of millions.

Accepting someone you love for all of their imperfections, weirdness, quirks, fetishes, and even their own personal hell and evil dark side is MY definition of true love.  That's all I'm saying.  You wanna wear women's panties with the frilly lace on the butt?  Tell me what size, and we'll go buy ya some.  I don't care!! How about some sexy high heel stiletto's too?!  Stockings?! You bet!!  Do you need to be humiliated in public to get all hot and bothered?  Well you piece of shit LOSER, you're not even worth my time so get the hell away from me! (did that work)?!  Do ya catch my drift with all this Sir?  I certainly hope you do.

Submissive women, like me, believe that WHATEVER YOU NEED is what I should try to provide. Even if it's with someone else.  That's NOT to say that Pete and I are "swingers," because we're NOT. That's not it at all.  What we are, are open-minded individuals who reject many of society's taboo's and decide and think for ourselves about an issue.

Ah well, that should give you something to think about all weekend long.  I don't know if I will have time to sit and write to you until Monday, but if not, enjoy the happy thoughts I've just planted in your gorgeous brain, (the biggest sexual organ in our bodies), and go do whatever it is you need to do, with whomever it is you need to do it WITH or TO.  And God Bless You Sir, for being so awesome!!

Love, Rebecca the kinky broad (betcha never guessed that, when you met me twice, huh)?? If only you had known then what you know now...