Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Ok, I have a serious girl-crush going for Violet Blue
of tinynibbles.com: open source sex
. Not only is she a sex goddess, she's also smart, sexy, hot, clever, a great writer, hot (did I say that?), and an awesome podcaster. I seriously recommend you check our her website
and her podcast
. I've been listening to her for awhile now and I'm dying to go and buy some of her written work
posted by Gabby Hey at 1:14 PM
Monday, April 03, 2006
honey dust, vibrators, whips and a little porn
About a year ago I started going through all these changes...a lot of which had to do with my evolving relationship with my husband. Much has changed and much hasn't. What hasn't changed is how much I love my partner and how devoted I am to the happiness and success of my family. And while our passion for eachother has only grown, there have been periods where our energy and desire to explore has waned. Thankfully, we have come out the other end of a busy life time and are going back into a fuck like rabbits phase.
I can't tell you how badly I've needed his attention and commanding hands on me. Finally, when I didn't think I could stand it any longer, we were given 2 blissful nights alone that seemed to rebalance our relationship properly. There is nothing that a little honey dust, a big pink vibrator, some rope, a rubber whip, a little porn, and a pair of torturous nipple clamps won't fix. Nuttin' honey.
posted by Gabby Hey at 3:05 PM
Thursday, March 23, 2006
The libby in me...
posted by Gabby Hey at 8:18 AM
Monday, March 13, 2006
Tired of Waiting
He's tired of waiting. Tired of being patient and allowing me to work out this funk I seem to be in. He gave me my chance and is now going to take matters into his own hands. The mere thought, the phrase, gives me shivers. Maybe that's what I needed all along. Him. The answer is always so simple, but I have a tendency to over complicate it. But D always clears the fog for me. Always.
posted by Gabby Hey at 8:41 AM
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
She is Me
She walked out with empty arms
Machine gun in her hand
She is good and she is bad
No one understands
She walked in in silence
Never spoke a word
She's got a rich daddy
She's her daddy's girl
She loves naked sin
He loves evil sex
She has lost control
They are growing old
She will hide in silence
Then her day will come
She was virgin vixen
She is on the run
She is on the run
She is on the run
Tomorrow I celebrate 1 year of sobriety. I can finally breath. I'm finally alive. I have have my soul back. If I can stay sober for one day, one month, one year, maybe I can do anything. Maybe you can, too. ;-)
posted by Gabby Hey at 4:28 PM
Monday, January 30, 2006
Here I am again, begging for forgiveness. I am sorry that I haven't posted much, but I think that I might be doing battle with a little low-grade depression. I'm sure it will pass soon, but it makes it hard to organized my thoughts and blog them. I do have some good post 1/2 done that I promise to finish once my fog clears a little. :-)
posted by Gabby Hey at 10:18 AM
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Where in the world is Gabby Hey?
You're a blogger and I'm a flogger! -My Beloved D
I know, I know, I'm boring and neglectful. So spank me! ;-) Honestly, there's been so much going on around here that I just haven't had time to share. I have plenty to share on my 'nilla blog, but it would just put you to sleep here (I'm sure you'd rather not hear about my new love affair with my iPod, how tired I am of flakey cub scouting parents, and how excited I am about Al Gore's new venture, Current.TV
). Thankfully, I'm still madly in love with my husband (although there's been a disturbing lack of raunchy sex in our household), I'm still sober (say what you want about AA, if I'm working towards 11 mos without a drink, it's a fucking miracle), and my children are still freakishly smart and insanely energetic.
I'll catch up witcha when I have a little down time...I really do have a couple of juicey stories to impart. For instance, why do you think my husband insisted on a bench seat in his new truck? Hmmmm.....
posted by Gabby Hey at 2:36 PM
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Meme: better late than never...
I've been tagged by erica
"Here are the rules: The first player of this game starts with the topic and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don't forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says 'You are tagged!' (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours. The following may not be weird to you but they are to somebody."
Hmmm. Me, weird? I don't think so. ;-)
1. I love Hello Kitty. I know. Some feminist I am, huh? Sexually submissive, Hello Kitty! What's next, collecting Barbies? Uh, I do that, too. Just the nice collectible ones...not like McDonald's cashier Barbie or anything.
2. I have happy feet. My toes are always moving. My kids have the same affliction. It drives D crazy.
3. I read several books at the same time. I usually have a novel, a recovery/spiritual book, a design or craft book and a work-related book going concurrently.
4. Somehow I've turned into a goody two shoes: I don't drink, don't smoke, and don't eat meat. ("Don't drink, don't smoke what do you do?")
5. I hate scary movies. I won't watch them. Go figure.
I pick Lady C
, and Temptation
posted by Gabby Hey at 2:45 PM
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
What (I think) I know for sure.
I'm feeling superficially introspective today. This whole blogging-about-my-sex-life thing has been quite a journey. Actually, I guess it's been an interesting part
of my journey, which has been much bigger than an online journal kept under a false name (now don't be disappointed, my name isn't really Gabby Hey).
Although my mantra is balance, balance, balance, almost everything that I do screams overdo and overwhelm (it's the addict in me, I'm sure). One minute I strongly believe "A" is the right way to do something, and then I realize that "B" may be a good option too. I think the longer I'm sober and the farther along the path of recovery I am, I realize that my hard and fast rules no longer exist. Honesty and integrity have started to take the place of self righteousness and ego.
Basically, what I know for sure is that nothing is set in stone. That love can seem dead and grow again from almost nothing. That love knows no boundaries and can be found in unusual and unexpected places. That the most joy and reward often comes from the most difficult journey and hardship. That there are miracles and signs everywhere if we choose to open our eyes and see them and open our ears and hear them. That every day I share with the people I love is a gift to be appreciated and cherised.
Merry Christmas, Season's Greetings and Happy Holidays!
posted by Gabby Hey at 11:00 AM
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Blogging in cognito
In my real life I read a lot of straight blogs on topics ranging from general business, marketing, web technologies, design to other boring crap that most people could care less about. I did come across an interesting post on Jason Kottke's blog
about blogging anonymously and why we do it. Actually, the post is more about Secret Sites
. Regardless, the post and related comments started me thinking about the whole anonymous, yet intimate, culture of blogging. And the almost predictable lifecycle of a blogger. It's all very interesting, don't you think?
posted by Gabby Hey at 9:15 PM
Monday, December 12, 2005
Tra La La La La La La La La La
No, I've not gone away...I just have a nasty cold. That, paired with Christmas duties and all my other responsibilities, has me running around like a maniac trying to keep things in order and stay sane (and sober!). I hope everyone is having a joyous and peaceful season, savoring all those wonderful moments that make this time of year special (my chest is swelled with pride when I see my children belting out their lovely songs on stage and smiling with glee - yes, glee
is still a word).
posted by Gabby Hey at 8:58 AM
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Sometimes what you think you want least is what you need most. His hands. His voice. Demanding me now. Sorry, no. No time. Too busy. Not in the mood. Yes, now. Now. Take your clothes off and lay on the bed.
Sometimes I just need him. I know he watches me like a hawk. Sadly, he watched his wife spiral down into a pit for over 2 years and doesn't want me falling back in. I won't. I know that, but he doesn't. So, he watches. Ready to give me that hand or strong shoulder when I need it. He seems to know now before I do when I'm floundering or overwhelmed. His demand this morning was less of wanting to dominate or fuck me, and more of helping to recenter and reconnect with me.
His hands on my breasts, pinching the nipples, sucking on the pink titanium barbells that mark his ownership of me and my love for him. His hand on the back of my neck (my god, I get chills just thinking about it), guiding and caressing. His other hand firmly on my ass, pulling my wetness up to meet his gloriously hard cock. Slow and determined. Loving and commanding.
And, finally, explosion. For a moment we are the same entity. We share everything. It's all there: the life, the pain, the joy, the years all flow into this one moment.
It's hard to seperate and go about the normalcy of the day after sharing such an intense exchange, but we do. Somehow, I'm better now. Reconnected.
posted by Gabby Hey at 1:35 PM
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Meme from Lady C.
1. Were you named after anyone?
2. When did you last cry?
the other night while watching "Intervention" on A&E
3. What is your favorite lunch meat?
Does tunafish count? I only eat seafood
4. What is your most embarrassing CD?
Don't think I have one
5. Where is your second home?
6. Do you trust others too easily?
7. What was your favorite toy as a child?
Rock collector kit
8. Would you bungee jump?
Not a chance in hell
9. Do you think that you are strong?
10. What are your favorite colors?
pale pink and celery green
11. What is your least favorite thing about yourself?
way too emotional
12. Who do you miss most?
my grandpa who died almost 2 years ago and my best friend who moved to the other side of the country last year.
13. What was the last thing you ate?
shrimp louie salad
14. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
15. What is the weather like right now?
clear, bright blue sky, but cold.
16. Last person you talked to on the phone?
17. Do you wear contacts?
18. Last Movie You Watched?
19. Favorite Day of the Year?
I love Christmas
20. Where Would You Want to Go on your Next Vacation?
21. Favorite Smells?
hazelnut, vanilla, my husband's cologne, a good cigar, fresh rain
22. What’s the furthest you’ve been away from home?
Not sure...Toronto, maybe?
posted by Gabby Hey at 12:46 PM
Monday, November 07, 2005
I have so many random unconnected thoughts pinging around in my head lately, I've had a hard time stringing them together into coherent ideas. I feel as if I might be going through some sort of transformation. Of what kind, I'm not sure. I have this vague, but persisent feeling that I'm struggling with something, but I haven't come face to face with it yet. It's almost like a mild, fuzzy hangover...which, of course, it can't be since I'm coming up on 8 months of sobriety this week. It's an "I want more" feeling drumming in my mind, but not an unsatisfied or unhappy feeling. Actually, I'm feeling very happy and content in my little world right now, so it's hard to put my finger on.
Very strange. I was even contemplating giving up on my blog, because this restlessness has been preventing me from focusing on any single topic or idea for longer than a nanosecond. But I don't think that's the answer. And when I'm honest with myself and write what I'm really feeling, I find it incredibly therapeutic. Maybe that's what it is. I think I've been stunted lately. I think I've been allowing my virtual community to dictate a standard of behavior and list of rules to me that have prevented me from speaking with my true voice. The irony of it is that no one has done such a thing at all...I think it's been me all along. Hasn't it?
Well, anyway, whatever it is, I'm going to figure it out and fix it.
posted by Gabby Hey at 11:14 AM