Randomness related to sexA group of us went to a free outdoor concert last night. It was in the Botanical Gardens and was a great night especially with some nice food and wine to go along with it. We managed to get a good possie on the lawn and settled in with our wine. A young couple, probably early to mid twenties were seated in front of us.
Throughout the course of the evening (about 2.5 hours), this couple didn't stop touching, kissing or petting each other. It got to a point where our smirks and snide whispers turned into quite loud comments. I mean people. Get. A. Room! Towards the end, they were so engrossed in each other that I honestly thought I was going to witness porn on the lawn! (Insert chiccy waa waa music here).
The youth of today, I tell you, no decorum! (And it is official. I have turned into an 80 year old nana).
Over the holidays, the BF has grown a goatie. It started out quite sexy and stubbly, but now has turned into what I can only term as facial fungus.
I thought that once the holidays were over and he was back at work, that fugly goatie would go, but no. He's kept it. Ugh. I've begged, I've nagged, I've bitched, I've threatened that I'll stop shaving my armpits, but he has refused to shave it off.
I think I'll have to withhold sex, but that has to be the last resort LOL. Maybe I'll get out my nail scissors and wait till he's asleep and then do a bit of creative cutting.
Speaking of creative cutting, what is the deal with all this lack of pubic hair business. I think there's a generation of young people out there, who -- thanks to the internet, porn and fashion magazines -- think that it's normal to have all the hair ripped out. According to my beauty therapist, she's doing more Brazillian and Hollywood waxes than ever before. I've had a Brazillian wax once before and although I can see some benefits (oral sex was better), the general upkeep (and not to mention having wax up my butt) is too much for a lazy tart like me.
As I've mentioned before, my boyfriend is a real outdoors guy. He surfs, kayaks, scuba dives. If it's on, in or under the water, he's into it. Every so often, he'll watch a DVD about his favourite sports, in particular surfing or kayaking (which I refer to as "Kayak Porn" as he pants and groans over it LOL).
The other day I was watching a surfing doco with him, that featured Andy Irons.
Whoa. I think I'll have to take more of an interest in this now LOL. Though I don't think the BF appreciated my mmms and aahhs.
Tart at 11:38 PM |