It's only September but I recently had to defend the ol' mighty Christmas in a thread. I got a little carried away and thought it was worth a blog posting.
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You know, I love Christmas and for many of the reasons why you all hate it.

I love the huge Christmas trees that are squeezed into malls. I love feeling like a ball in a pin ball machine while walking from one store to the next. I love fighting for parking spots and really don't mind if I am forced to park in the very back. I love the Christmas music that blares through the speakers and the fake Santas and the lines of crying kids that are either hungry, bored or scared of the fat man dressed in a weird, red suit.

Presents. I love presents! I love opening them. Sometimes I rip the wrapping paper off of it and sometimes I slowly undo every piece of tape and ribbon. I love wrapping presents and think I am the best at it. The Scotch tape, tons of wrapping paper and tacky, sticker name tags! I love picking out presents and have a mental list, if not one on my computer, of what I want to get people and it starts around March. I have already bought a hat that has a beaver on it for my brother. Why? Cause he'll love it! And I love that he'll love it. I do know that he'll open it up, love it it and then just push it aside to open his next present. This is totally ok w/me. Why? Because my sister will still be opening up one from me, and my other brother, or my mom, or my dog...you get it. I am contributing to their piles of presents. Who doesn't like a pile of presents! Granted, not everyone in this world has the cash to have a present packed Christmas but this is what my Christmas looks like and I love it.

I love Christmas decorations. I love the cheese. It's fake, plastic, bright, tacky (I want to put "happy" next but I will refrain from the rhyme), silly and very, very fun.

Yes, Christmas is organized fun but I've never minded this. It's a designated time to love each other and as wacky of an idea that is, I totally buy it. I might not like my weird neighbor who always smiles at me but never waves, but I may consider giving her some reindeer candy canes. Why? Just because it's the Holiday season. This all stems back from my childhood. My year may have been bad, maybe my sister ignored me too much or maybe I felt like everyone ignored me too much....this all didn't matter when Christmas came along. We would huddle around the tv and watch Christmas movies, sing Christmas songs in the car (not always G rated), drove through the rich neighborhoods that had fancy lights and were just happy. Christmas was the time that, even though organized, we got along and pretended like our issues did not exist.

I'm down w/pretending for a month.

Uhhh....wow, my WTBQ set just went up?! Yes, it did! This is such a surprise, ummm....yeah, so I was checking my groups when I saw SG Lounge and was confused. I thought that maybe someone made a boo boo and accidentally accepted me into the group since Limbo chicks have their own space. I headed to my sets and was, once again, confused to see that their was a comment count rolling for my Tigress set. Huh? That set isn't even live....major glitches going on here. Right? Long story short I eventually got to the front page and saw that my set had actually gone live.

Thank you staff


Tigress

(I'm not in the mood to proof read-don't mind the errors)

My guy came back from his bachelor party on Sunday and we decided to take our dog, Roca, for a walk around our condoplex. On our walk we stopped to talk to our neighbor who had their garage open and then some other neighbors were walking by and joined the chit chat. The neighbor w/the garage has a very aggressive dog, named Coco, that has attacked Roca once before. When Coco was a baby she was silly, super hyper and a bit of an annoyance to Roca but they got along. Coco would just around Roca like crazy and their were times were Roca would just try and walk away. Gradually Coco has become insane. Coco started getting more hyper aggressive and then both would do spurts of light growling at each other. The first time Coco attacked Roca she ran at Roca and we didn't realize she was out to kill so we didn't pick her up right away. Coco did a weird attack thing and while she was getting shoed away Big D swung her up by her leash to get her out of the line of Coco. I got Roca in my arms and would you believe that god damned dog jumped up and tried to attack Roca while she was being held?! Coco was out for blood! This attack was very scary but Roca got out of it with just a small amount of blood coming from her paws.

So back to Sunday. We're all talking and then Coco starts barking from the door in the back of their garage. That door was the one thing keeping Coco from Roca and then their daughter tried to slip out the door and I saw Coco's head trying to squeeze out the bottom of the door. I knew their daughter couldn't hold back Cujo so the second I saw her whole head under the door I pulled Roca up by her leash and grabbed her into my arms. Coco was so fast that at the same time that I got Roca into my arms Coco bit Roca and almost pulled her out of my arms. It was a complete nightmare. The second after Coco bit the second neighbor grabbed Coco by the collar and pulled her away. Roca was officially safe but I then had a melt down. You know when you're a kid and you start bawling and their is no exact thought w/it...that physical response you can't control? That's what happened. I couldn't believe what had just happened and I almost lost grip of her... We checked her for any blood and I was shocked to see nothing. I felt the pull and I felt her shake when it happened and right after it happened, and seeing no blood made no sense. Once the situation calmed down a bit I put Roca back on the ground and she just looked at me. We all kept talking and then I'd look down and see her staring at Big D. Roca does this when she wants to be held so I picked her up for a bit and then once again, put her down. I didn't want it to seem like I was overreacting since their was no blood. On the third time of me picked her up the neighbor saw that she had a large wound on her leg I was crushed....this whole time she was saying, "Mom? Dad? Anyone going to take care of me? Didn't you see what happened?"

We took her to the pet ER right away. They said they'd have to keep her until early morning since they were busy. She got staples in her once skinny leg that is very swollen (it's currently a bit more swollen than the below pic) and was sent him w/a satellite on her neck. I picked her up at 4:30am and ended up taking the satellite dish off of her around 11am. She was not having it, plus, how the hell was she suppose to drink or eat? She hasn't moved all day except for one bathroom trip where I carried her outside. OH and she got off the couch when her dad came home, which resulted in her hurting it a bit.

Roca will be ok. The neighbors put a note on the door that we saw when we got home from the pet ER. They feel incredibly bad and are willing to pay for the bill w/out me having to bug them about it. What will happen to Coco? Probably nothing. They try to keep Coco locked up but they have kids so their will be other times they she does get out. I hope this doesn't happen again to another dog. Not everyone knows how dangerous Coco is, so not everyone would know to quickly pick their small dog up if they see her running for them....




This is Roca about a month ago and it's not a staged photo

Hello all While waiting for my WTBQ set to go live I put up Domestic Bliss in the Member Review section! Please go check it out and if you're loving it, leave some comment joy so that it can get some fancy space on the front page.







p.s. To those of you who actually read my blogs, I had posted a new one a few days back but thought I should post another, separate blog on my new set. So you may, or may not, want to go back to read the "old" blog.

THIS BLOG IS A BUNCH OF BRAIN

On Sunday I had a mom moment. Sure, sure, I am no mom, but, nonetheless, it was a mom moment! During Big D's softball game me and Ckye (one of our flower girls) went for a walk w/Roca. At one point we were about to cross this large, black beetle that I didn't see until right before we were about to pass it. I am super scared of spiders and bugs. I freak out, scream, run......the whole bit. Ckye did not see the beetle when I did and w/the pace that we were walking I had a feeling if I said nothing she wouldn't have noticed it. I had a second to decide if I was going to freak out or not. This is something that I thought I hadn't any control over. ME+BUG=AAAAAAAAH!!! But after my initial thought of "Oh god, a beetle!" I quickly thought, "I think Ckye may get scared if she sees this beetle and if I shut up she won't even notice it." So? I walked right by the beetle. Even though Ckye may not have been scared of bugs, this was a proud moment for me, because even if the bug wouldn't have scared her my initial reaction of wanting to scream would have scared her. My decision felt good. I didn't fully realize why it felt so good until this morning. If that were me and my mom walking by a huge beetle, when I was a child, she would have screamed like a child, ran behind me and SHE would have scared the hell out of me. I'm not writing this to knock my mom but I do know that there are things about her that I hope will not transfer over (like I'm sure most of us feel) and it was nice to see that I pulled through this situation exactly as I hoped I would have.

This school quarter I have come to realize that I am not getting the quality education that I was going to school for when it comes to website design. The Art Institute is an incredibly expensive school but I went into it thinking that I would learn lots about website design and would also make great connections for potential jobs. But w/as much fun that I have had in some classes and w/some projects, I am seeing that because of the structure of the school website design is only about 20% of my education. I now see that the Art Institute is best for people who are wanting to teach art or who are just getting out of high school and/or living off of mom/dad's dough (not having to work-so they can put more effort into teaching themselves). I did not make the decision to go back to school to finish my degree and my thinking seems to be a difficult thing for some to grasp. I simply went back to learn website design! Screw the degree! Degrees are great and all but I wanted all of my focus/classes on website design and a few extra art classes that will help me grasp the concept of art. This whole scare of "am I learning what I want in the time that I want?" started when I talked to a few AI graduates who shared that they taught themselves most of what they know about web design. Uhhhh....what? Then I got to thinking and realized that I wasn't even close to being confident in web design as a career and I am going into my second year. This just isn't right...¦right? Now what am I doing w/all of this? I don't know. I have been looking into internships in hopes that I can learn lots and gain confidence in the actual field. I've also considered the idea of a community college since their classes seem more specifically designed to one's interest but don't know if I am ready to leave AI. I'm not sure where this will all end but at least I feel confident in the fact that I am looking out for my future, yo!

Let's talk health, people. Many of us have health problems, whether it be physical or mental. Why are we all so scared to share what's up w/our brains/bodies? Wouldn't it be nice to read about others who share the same issues? I sure think so. I understand the need to keep one's life private, but you know, this is my blog. This is the place where I want to let some things out.

Let me start out by saying that I am not diabetic. Even though I don't think I ever blogged about it on SG? Yes, I am insulin resistant but my blood test came back all pretty. Honestly, I am not sure how I can be insulin resistant and not diabetic and it seems my doc has no clue, either. Part of me wants to figure out the mystery but the other part of me just wants to be "normal me" until I hear different from the doc! I am no health nut but I am not an excessive eater and am fairly healthy, I work out and just happen to have a healthy love for tasty desserts. Anyhow, this may confuse some of you since I do have diabetic symptoms....I have no answers for that. BUT, I am not diabetic

I am, however, ADHD. I am not too sure why this is a hard thing to admit, but for some reason I feel like just getting this out, hard or not. I was recently diagnosed which has helped me understand myself more. On a basic level I will say that I have a difficult time focusing. I can watch 10 minutes of a movie and not be able to tell you any part of what happened. Yes, it's a talent! A talent that none of you non-ADHDers will ever get to share! The older I get the more I realize that I really am not perfect. My body is not perfect, my memory is awful, my clothes may not always flatter my figure, my eyeliner may smudge when I rub my eye and I might get pissed and swear way more than I should. Doesn't it seem like we all pretend to be more perfect than we are (this is is definitely not directed at SG girls, who seem to be more the opposite)? Wouldn't it be nice to let a bit out and see that we're all not shiny silverware that is only put out for fancy company?

So yeah, the good news is...we're all crazy....or at least that's what all the voices have told me.

Ummm....on a lighter, as well as smoother, note, try the Ped Egg! It's awesome!


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I got a bit tired of waiting for my WTBQ set to go live, sooooo....on the 24th my Domestic Bliss set will be posted in the Member Review section! Keep your eyes peeled!

Something funny happened to me last Saturday. Me and the boy went out to meet some girls that I work with since it was 2 of their birthdays. Everyone left to go to a bar down the street and we just stayed behind to relax a bit and told them we'd meet up w/them. After about 15 minutes we decide to leave and as we're walking through the restaurant/bar we are slightly annoyed by how many people are scrunched into the aisle as we're walking through. We were nearing the door when the boy made a grunt kind of noise because the chick next to him kept bumping into him. The girl then looked at us and said, "God, some of these people think they're from Orange County but they're not!" AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! So I looked at her and, w/a slight laugh, said, "wow, you sound really stupid." She responded w/a raised voice, "What? You want to yell at me, now?!" I laugh again and say, "No, I just said that you sound stupid." So she then stammers and says, "Yeah, yeah you and your red lipstick!" AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! She totally put me in my place, and made my night!

Ok, now down to business Back in February I submitted a self shot set for the most creative set contest. Sadly, it did not win, however, the support that I have received for this set has been fantastic. So fantastic that I am sorta still hoping that it could maybe go up someday even w/the set been much different than is generally posted. Please take the time to check out Veronika Squared and leave some love if you're down.



And earlier today I got a wild hair up my and decided to audition for the SGTV dealio.
Check it

Eeeeek!!!! I just received my first piece of art work that was inspired by my naked bum I am....thrilled!

The artist is Christoph Mueller and I just can't publicly thank him enough for this piece of art

Christoph does his work in dark red or black ink, or his own blood. Yummy. Imagine doing each one of those little dots and lines by hand....he's a talented guy.



I had such a fantastic Easter at the beach today and came home to this...Veronika is happy tonight

Has anybody else been ridiculously sick this year? It's natural for me to get nauseous here or there, get some bad headaches, or other shtuff, but these are all pretty normal to me. Now a fever? This is something that I can not handle. God damn, fevers do suck! A month ago I kicked some weird tonsil crap sickness that had me laid up w/a fever for one whole night. You know, the kind of fever where you try to take a hot shower to warm up but whatever body part that isn't touching the water starts to shake to it's bones from being chilly. Besides the fever, this virus took a hold of my throat for over a month. Now, wouldn't you think that my trusty pal, my immune system, would be working full force for at least the next few months? Oh no, I had another full fledge fever yesterday and it left behind a pretty present: distorted tonsils. I'm pretty frustrated that my body is acting like such a pansy. Pansy pants body! Emergen-C drink, you are a better friend than my body...please work.

Yesterday, my good friend, Amira (formerly DubiousDreamer), drove down from SLO to hold my hand while I got some tattoo work done (or at least she called it a hand ) and to go to a party in the evening. We hit up my tattoo appt where I am in the process of getting a piece of Sailor Jerry flash on my lower back. I am basically getting the image below w/out the flags or any of the text.



Let me tell ya, this bastard was actually hell to get! Work on your spine? No goody...this is when the fever decided to hit. It was 2 hours before the fever broke, which was just in time for me to change my mind back into going to the release of Kip Fulbecks' book, "Permanence." We went for 45 minutes and missed James, as well as any other SG that attended that night Damn us for being fashionably late!

So, now let me get to the actual point of my blog. Being sick does not mean that your day has to suck nuts. Today my day was suppose to start out w/me and my guy attending our friends' wedding and then I was suppose to head to work. While at the wedding I decided that I probably wouldn't go to work since I was still getting random chills and my throat was crying. But the way the day turned out it wouldn't have mattered if I were sick or not, I would have missed work since the wedding festivities ended up stretching to 5:30. Did I feel great? God no. However, the fun I was having was far beyond the power of being sick. Wow, that was too deep for my own good The day was absolutely beautiful (thanks CA), the wedding was very small, casual and right on the beach. Of course I cried during the vows and am thrilled that I was there to experience such a permanent part of their lives, w/Big D by my side.


Just look at those newly married lovers!

After the ceremony we headed off to Balboa Fun zone, then Dave and Busters and then Frederick's Their are too many minor details to share but I truly enjoyed the people that were around me all day. The wedding couple is just super fun, and are simply good people. And you know, the more I get to know the bride and her personality the more I want to kick it w/her. *tear* That's my friendship tear.

Ok, so I'm tired and want to end this blog...I just had fun. After my spring break week is up I know that I am going to be super busy again, but I just feel that I want more days like today

p.s. I'm not going to proof read this...sorry for any typos.

This evening I'd like to talk about an amazing, revolutionary sex toy called "The Cone." I've only used this toy on 2 occasions but each time I told myself, "God DAMN, you need to spread the word about this odd toy!

Please welcome "The Cone"



Confused? This may help...



Personally, I'm a huge fan of position #1. I have always been a huge connoisseur of toys but I often tire of them once I realize they don't really do much for me! I'm quite the adventurous gal so I have quite the collection (which largely grew from when I worked for a sex toy company), but when it came to personal play I used my trusty ol' pillow. Those of you who are checking out and loving the idea of position #1 totally get me, I'm sure.

"Veronika, that thing sure looks dangerous!" Oh no, it's your safe, silicone friend. The tip is not sharp and the whole cone is soft, pliable silicone.

"What does it do? Just sit there?" What does it do? What does it do?!?! It does everything! Let me first start by saying that I was never a big fan of vibrators (except for the occasional bullet during sex), but this cone is different. "The Cone" has 16 different settings that are all pretty fantastic. Once you get it going if you press the "on/off" button real quick it goes straight to "orgasm mode," which is fast hard pulses. Having so many choices in the vibration settings really gets the creativity going. For me, "The Cone" is so successful in almost every one of it's settings that once I get started I just want to see how long it will take me to reach my goal before I try the next setting. It's remarkable!

One more selling point. I am a super visual person and I would have never been able to reach an orgasm (by myself) w/out watching some form of porn before this gadget. However, when I first tried this out I just wanted to see what it was about and didn't prepare my good ol' porn stash and then quickly realized their was no need.

How much? Someone bought me "The Cone" from my "wish list" (how awesome is that?) but I believe it was at least $120. I now see that it is on sale for only $90 here. You may still think that $90 is still not a bargain, but trust me, it's well worth the dough.

Your vagina will thank you!

Sad that my set has not gone live, yet? Don't fret! I...uploaded a set for the "most creative set" contest! The preparation of the set took lots of time but I feel like it was well worth the time and creative juices. The contest is suppose to be of a set that would generally not get accepted. So I decided that I wanted to go w/a textured look for my images versus the typical smooth, extreme contrast and lo fi quality. I had lots of fun doing this set and I hope that you all enjoy it


Go check out Veronika Squared!