Normal life waits for no man (or woman!)
Oh, blah blah blah. I'm getting married. Blah blah blah. We had a nice vacation. Let's get back to what I know you guys really want...
PUSSY!
I shaved this evening. It took forever; I felt the Persian cat who comes into my place of employment for regular mat detangling and ass clipping. I had to have worn out my extremely dutiful and loyal Venus razor blade. I know I was beginning to wear out my shaving arm and my back. All the contortions, all the vigorous back and forth motion... I'm beginning to understand what it must feel like to fuck me!
In other news... we're currently looking into plastic surgery costs. It's not that I'm vain, though I can be. It's that the physical responsibility of having a child - the hundred pounds I gained just four years ago, that fact that my breasts had swollen nearly twice their size to make room for the milk I produced to feed my daughter, the unpleasant stretch marks still left on various parts of my body even after losing nearly eighty pounds... those aren't things that can be naturally changed. I'd love to be happy looking at myself in the mirror again. I'd love to feel desirable. Isn't it silly, mere months away from committing myself (legally) to one person for the rest of my life (that isn't prose, I'm simply too damn stubborn to get divorced again), that I'm worried about looking pretty naked?
Anyway, I'd like to have a tummy tuck and a breast lift done. Just a little something to make me feel better. I'm not lazy. I eat fairly healthy, I try to exercise. It's the little things I can't fix that drive me insane. Though, for fuck's sake, Bear loved me twenty pounds heavier. He loves me now. I must be just a silly girl.
I don't know. Just ideas bouncing around in my head. Vanity at it's finest... trying to convince itself it's not vain.
"Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride related more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us."
--Jane Austen
I guess I really need to think on that.
PUSSY!
I shaved this evening. It took forever; I felt the Persian cat who comes into my place of employment for regular mat detangling and ass clipping. I had to have worn out my extremely dutiful and loyal Venus razor blade. I know I was beginning to wear out my shaving arm and my back. All the contortions, all the vigorous back and forth motion... I'm beginning to understand what it must feel like to fuck me!
In other news... we're currently looking into plastic surgery costs. It's not that I'm vain, though I can be. It's that the physical responsibility of having a child - the hundred pounds I gained just four years ago, that fact that my breasts had swollen nearly twice their size to make room for the milk I produced to feed my daughter, the unpleasant stretch marks still left on various parts of my body even after losing nearly eighty pounds... those aren't things that can be naturally changed. I'd love to be happy looking at myself in the mirror again. I'd love to feel desirable. Isn't it silly, mere months away from committing myself (legally) to one person for the rest of my life (that isn't prose, I'm simply too damn stubborn to get divorced again), that I'm worried about looking pretty naked?
Anyway, I'd like to have a tummy tuck and a breast lift done. Just a little something to make me feel better. I'm not lazy. I eat fairly healthy, I try to exercise. It's the little things I can't fix that drive me insane. Though, for fuck's sake, Bear loved me twenty pounds heavier. He loves me now. I must be just a silly girl.
I don't know. Just ideas bouncing around in my head. Vanity at it's finest... trying to convince itself it's not vain.
"Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride related more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us."
--Jane Austen
I guess I really need to think on that.
This entry was posted by Mellie, on
Wednesday, August 24, 2005.
