The Phone Courtesan


Christmas Tree Ornaments
November 30, 2011, 12:23 pm
Filed under: Sex is a Conversation | Tags: , ,

What a conflicting and contradiction of emotions.

Memories.

I have the most beautiful tree this year. However, I suspect each year I have a tree, I must say that. I don’t put a tree up each and every year. If I am traveling in the month of December, I won’t put one up.

The memories that can wash over you with each and every ornament that you unwrap and put on the tree.

It really is a wonderful, sometimes sad, pleasing, happy thing, these memories, to feel each year.

My tree is beautiful.



Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2011

http://www.betweenmysheets.com/top-100-sex-bloggers-of-2011

 

There are so many knowledgeable, and downright sexy sex bloggers out there. I am honored to be a part of them.

Rori of Between My Sheets, does an amazingĀ  job of reading, reading, and reading all of our work.

Enjoy the list of the top 100 sex bloggers of 2011.

Have great fun looking them over.



November 2011

November is one of my favorite months.

The air is cold and can be windy. There have been some snowstorms, at least here. The leaves are all down, raked, and mulched. I have put my dearly loved and cared for gardens to bed. I have much of the abundant harvest canned, dried, frozen, and vinegars to enjoy for the rest of the year, and for giving as Christmas gifts.

Now I can enjoy my favorite holiday, which is Thanksgiving.
Lest you think my love of fantasy tangles with my sense of reality, fear not. I do not live in the Norman Rockwell Thanksgiving. While I love the fantasy of family perfection, alas, it does not exist. Family, people, us, we are all very complicated. But living in the moment, of what is happening right now, not the past, nor the future, is where my calmness of Thanksgiving is found. None of us has perfection in our lives. And that is real life my dear. It is how we love ourselves, our family and how we come to terms with what our roles are in the family, our world and with ourselves.

I hope your Thanksgiving is full of the foods, people, and memories that you want. It is what we make it to be.

I need to say, that here in this world of fantasy, our world of you and I, that I am so grateful for the opportunity to be a part of your life, and to have you be a part of mine. Our threads are forever woven into our tapestry. It matters not whether we have spoken once, or weekly. We have touched. I thank you for that. I thank you for what you give to me.