I am her brother.

On Jan 1st, 2006 my sister and her girlfriend "Lady" were on their way for a family visit when my sister's car was slammed into by a fucking drunk driver, at a high rate of speed.
They were critically hurt in the accident, which sent them to the hospital. Lady was in a coma for two days and was classified as "brain dead" by the doctors. My sister, while not overly critically hurt, upon hearing that Lady would be taken off life support, stayed with her in her room until she died (Jan 3, 2006), whereupon my sister committed suicide and died an hour after her girlfriend Lady.
It has taken me nearly this whole year to come to grips with what has taken place and to also be able to find her password to this site and decide to place this entry here.
It is my hope, as it was her's as well, that those who came across this blog found both some pleasure reading it, as well as compassion for other people.

My sis was a wonderful person, as was Lady...

thought i'd never be able to get back onto this Blogger blog---first, out of nowhere and without any advance notice, on Dec. 24 my mother and "Grant" pop up at my door, if that's not bad enough, trailing behind them is my older brother, his wife and kids...if that continues not to be bad enough---an hour later my Aunt "M" and her daughter (my age): all for Christmas, as if i had gone out and invited every one of them to come over to my house, right?
originally all it was going to be was my younger sister, her bf, Lady and myself...and maybe my cousin (Aunt M's daughter).
see what happened was this---my older sister A began a battle of wits with our older brother, our mother and even with Aunt M, since they were going to Canton Ohio for Christmas there with Aunt M & "Cousin Jayne." so my sister calls up Aunt M, out of the black (no, not the blue LOL) and starts in on her.
thus it ends up that they all decided, at the last minute, to come to my house for Christmas, as if i really wanted all of this dumped on me!
luckily they all left on Monday, however then came a whole slew of work to catch up on, so it's been overtime up at work too.

Lady and i actually spent all but Christmas weekend at her place, this week we'll be there too, next week we go back to my place for the next two weeks. both of us had our own individual session with Peggy and then had two couples sessions (a day apart, at that!). i think we're doing really well on avoiding certain topics, maybe we do this so that we're able to not face ourselves...i know that Lady is jealous about J coming for a visit, especially the last one, however i am jealous about her relationship with her friend too. i guess we're not too different in certain ways though. how odd that we haven't let our relationship take a whack because of Lady's friend and J.
in the end, we (Lady and myself) spend more time with each other than we have with our own friends (that is Lady's friend and my friend J). we took a look at it and discovered that the same amount of time i spent with J, Lady had spent with..."Kelly," so i guess that might mean something too, i don't really know.

so we're working on our relationship and trying to figure out this commitment thing and even though we have our "romantic interests" such as Kelly for Lady and J for me---we do seem to have a, uhm, well, okay maybe the words "committed relationship" is a bit off-whack, but, well, anyway. LOL

Lady and i are going on a "Girl's Night Out" thing with the group on Saturday, it's our New Year's Eve party, however we're going to have it somewhere else, not at the club where we usually do, but somewhere else (i believe at a country club sort of place). we've reserved a suite at a hotel near this place we're going to party at, since it is out of town and neither one of us wants to drive all the way back home after the party.

so i guess that's it for right now, sorry that it's been a while since i've been here...

Note: i basically have finished the entry for Saturday night with J, it had been in different entries, now i am just going to join them all together as one entry for that Saturday night. if you have already read the first portion of it, or even the second---i'm going to apologize for not designating the parts, but simply combining the whole thing together.

i have also moved the little note about Lunatic Fringe (w/a link)...and i have also put up some pictures (not many at all though) on my own "fav pix blog," so i added a link to that too.






so the Friday and Saturday with J, it was full of surprises, that's for sure! when she got to my house, we just sat and chatted, catching up from the last time she was here and some things in our email. she told me she's been keeping up with the blog, has been doing so "in private," because B doesn't know about the blog and she feels doubly guilty about it all. guilt sucks, it really does and a lot of it is really something we shouldn't have to deal with. she told me that nearly all the way back home, while on the jet, she thought about the weekend, thought about Hawaii and tried to figure her own self out, when it comes to this "interest" in what's been going on between us.
she's never really been attracted to another woman at least not in this fashion that she is to me, or i am to her. she's like a lot of heterosexual women, or at least this comes from the ones that i am friends with...many of them, as i've been led to believe, both from my friends as well as from reading, at some times have a "subdued interest" in some kind of sexual pleasure with another woman. some of these heterosexual women also have fantasies and wonders what it'd be like and never go any further with it than fantasies and don't have any desires to go further.
there are, as i've been told, some heterosexual women who aren't "full fledged" bi-curious in the sense that they actively participate in some kind of woman-to-woman relationship, while others, like J are caught in a spot where they feel guilty because they first have these fantasies, then when they feel comfortable enough with another woman, to act upon these desires to "find out what it's all about..." and then feel supreme guilt because they're a heterosexual woman and they've stepped over the line, especially if they've enjoyed it.
J told me that since she was at least around the age of 21, she "wondered" what it would be like to be with another woman, she wasn't attracted to any particular one, i don't believe you have to be attracted to any particular one to wonder about it or even have fantasies about it. now she feels guilty because she has experienced, albeit very slightly, the "pleasures" which women can give to each other and on top of it, she want's to continue to learn more about it---however--she has found it only possible to do this with me since she claims to be really comfortable about it, when it comes to us...part of it as she says, is the ability to be "disentangled," i have an idea what she means, however even she can't explain it really well, so how could i?

so we chatted for a couple of hours Friday night, mostly about the thoughts she had about this relationship and what's going on within her own head when it comes to what's going on. she's also trying to deal with the guilt; part of it is society-driven (or culture-driven), some of it is based on the "ethics" or "morality" (which is, at most, based on religion) taught to her by her parents and then comes the bigger one, the guilt pushed upon all of us by religion.
we had about a half-bottle of wine as we chatted, then i discovered i was actually hungry, so when she agreed she was too, i called up Dee to see if she wanted to go for a late dinner. we all met up at this place we really like and spent at least a couple hours there, having dinner and continuing our chat. Dee has some really unique insight into the situation, she has never been one to classify herself as either being bisexual, bi-curious or even a lesbian. most would put the label of "bisexual" upon her and those who don't know her all that much would say she might be bi-curious, none, i don't think would refer to her as a lesbian since she's really not one. in her whole "adult life," since the age of at least 21, Dee has only had 3 women lovers; one was me, then when she moved off out of the city we lived in, she met somebody she had a serious relationship with for about a year, however since both also had "interests" in men, they also dated men while they dated as well. she was married for a while, she has a daughter, as i've said, however after about 4 years of marriage, the guy cheated on her and they got a divorce.
after their divorce she moved back to the city she used to live in, which was the one i was in and we started up a relationship again which had what we called "infrequent moments of romance" LOL.
it seems that the only guy who ever bugged her about her "lifestyle" was her husband and he's the one that ended up having an affair with this woman who worked at the same company he did, and divorcing Dee to go off with her. for the 4 years that they were married, it was she who honored their vows and never screwed around---yet he started the affair up the second year of their marriage.

so we chatted for about two hours at the diner, Dee had to get home, so she left at around 10pm, soon after that, J and i left and went back home.

she'd had a busy day, part of the morning she spent at a conference, the rest waiting in the airport, having her flight delayed and then finally got here, so she was a bit tired. while i went to busy myself online, she took a shower and then slipped into a cute little silk nighty...she paused at the door to the office to let me know she was finished in the shower. we had decided to stay up for a couple more hours and watch TV, so i hurried through a shower then slipped into a night gown.
J was already comfy on the couch, all covered up in a blanket and watching TV, she looked really cute. at first i was going to sit at the other end of the couch, however she insisted that i sit closer, so we simply cuddled up, sort of nuzzling up a bit together on the couch, under the blanket.
now you know, yes there's this deep attraction we share, it's really strange too, i mean i love Lady, i'd like to spend my life with her, we have shared each other's souls, our dreams, hopes and even our intellectual lives together---we have this strange kind of, well, maybe a partial commitment to each other. as Peggy calls our relationship, since we, as individuals are a "work in process" (i hate that term!), so is our relationship. this relationship with J, it's hard to explain, it's something very strange for me and i suppose especially for her since she's never had these sincere yet unexplainable feelings.
oh well, i'll just quit trying to understand it as fully as i might want to...at least for the moment.

it's not as if we were fully intending on anything, we really weren't. i think it's the "comfort factor" plus the attraction we have for each other, i hate to call it this because it makes it sound hokey, but there's "magic" between us...yeah, hokey, right?

as we cuddle up with each other, we find ourselves drawn to each other's lips, it's so subtle at first, a sensuous shadowy urge for our lips to touch---when they do, it just feels so nice. we kissed, these were slow, luxurious kinds of kisses, where you share tongue tips and lips, and softness...and an eventual slip of the hand so that fingers can caress breasts. the whole thing feel so natural, i guess that is the one major thing that we're drawn to, the natural sensations of it all.

all we did was kiss and cuddle, we nuzzled up a bit, sometimes caressing each other's breasts over the material of each other's nighty, lost in each other's special scent, mixed with perfume, tired bodies just so relaxed in each other's embrace.

so comforting and comfortable that we slipped off into a very warm slumber...


The Weekend With J; Saturday Night

we didn't do much during the day on Saturday, we actually woke up kind of late---around 1pm we went out to a local hamburger joint and had some lunch, then met Dee at our favorite coffee shop. we sat around and chatted for a bit, before we split up, Dee asked if we were going to the club. i asked J, she figured "why not?", so we made plans to meet Dee up at the club.

spent most of the afternoon watching old movies as we sat on the couch, around 6:30 we had dinner, J wanted to cook, so i just showed her the kitchen and what i had for food and away she went.

7:30pm we went our separate ways to get ready for the night, there's a small bathroom downstairs with a tiny stall-shower, it's right at the base of the staircase, so it isn't all that far from there to the bedroom that i use for a home-office. two months ago i rearranged the room a bit, i had a single sized bed in there, up against the wall and of course my desk (w/PC, etc stuff) opposite and a bookshelf and old small dresser. the room is medium-sized and though there was still some room left over, it still felt a bit on the cramped side. i went out and got a really cool small couch that has a pull-out bed built in, there's more room now to walk around in (and to exercise if i want!) and with the bed pulled out, it's basically the same space as when the single was in there. so J went from the room, out the door, down the stairs and right into the tiny bathroom with its equally tiny shower.

i had decided to wear some simple stuff, a nice blouse that didn't show off much at all, though it did kind of "adhere" to my form a bit and, well, okay, it was a bit low-cut, it's a shiny silver, gold and black knit blouse...and a medium-short skirt and black knee-high boots. it's what i'd basically wear when i go out sometimes, it's borderline sexy i guess. J wore a really cute frilly pink silk blouse, now her breasts are just a little bit smaller than mine, and she certainly filled out the blouse in a nice way, it was just low-cut enough to show off a conservative amount of cleavage and a simple black skirt. i guess both of us had decided to be borderline sexy, while somewhat conservative...if that's possible.

we met Dee outside the club, she was a bit cross, letting us know that since the *&*&^#W*@ hotel chain bought the club (which was right next door, almost "affixed" architecturally), the hotel owner decided to start charging a cover charge, which we all thought was rather stupid, however a lot of clubs are doing that anyway. after a few minutes worth of discussion, we decided to go ahead to the club, we could have gone to elsewhere, however this one had always been a pretty cool place to go for a casual time of dancing and having some drinks.
even though it was a Saturday and yeah, even though it was about 9pm, the place wasn't too busy, mainly because the club had been closed down for remodel and most of those who came here regularly hadn't come by to see it was open again. Dee found us a table kind of at the rear corner, a bit from the dance floor but close enough to enjoy watching folks having a good time.
J likes Strawberry Margaritas, so while she ordered one of those, i went ahead and had a Tequila Sunrise...can't remember what Dee had, something "on the rocks." for a while all we did was sit in our little dim corner, sip our drinks and chat for a bit...as we did this, more folks showed up, however at around 11pm, when the place usually was beginning to get loud and full of folks, it was still kind of skimpy out there.
now usually when i go to clubs, which is kind of rare, maybe once a month or more rare than that---it's usually with Lady or with Dee or a bunch of us. when Lady and i go to the club, we always dance together, sometimes when Dee, Lady and i go, we'll switch around a bit, though Lady doesn't dance with Dee---so it's always either Lady-me or Dee-me.
i got the courage to ask J if she wanted to dance, i guess she's like a lot of people when it comes to two women dancing together, most think it's rather odd i guess. finally she decided to, and we went out for at least a good four dances...breathless, we got back, sat down to rest and start on our third round of drinks.
around midnight, we all decided we'd had enough, so Dee went on home while J and I headed for my house. i just happened to have an old bottle of Tequila left over from a bar-b-q i'd had earlier, so J and i exchanged shots...i guess about four apiece, which came as a surprise to me that we were able to do that!
we decided to "get comfortable" and so went our own ways to do so, i to my bedroom, J to the extra room. i stood in front of my mirror for several long minutes trying to figure things out: there i was trying to figure out what to wear and how i felt about J...and what i kind of wanted to happen. i'm naughty, okay, i'll admit to it. yes i am in a, well, a quasi-committed relationship with Lady, we've spent every week with each other, either at my place or her's for the past three or four months, with the exception of the time she went out of town on her job or on a date with her friend---yeah i'll admit that Dee's been by a few times and spent the night and yet all we ended up doing was, well, i guess "playing around"---and now here's J---and yes Lady knows all about it, just like i know about her "casual girlfriend."

so i figure if i wear something conservative, it might mean one thing and if i wear something considered sexy, well...i was sure that J might get some ideas. i already know that she's attracted to me, we've had some very intimate moments, but nothing close to making love, most of it has just been some "innocent fondling" and such, i hate to use the term "experimentation" but that's basically what it's been for J.
i know she wants to take it further, to "experiment" further, it's just that she's nervous about initiating it and i'm nervous if i go and initiate it. to a certain degree, i think we both have initiated things, or maybe we just "went with the flow" or whatever, letting our minds, bodies and desires kind of mesh together.
i've never worn, while with her around, anything overtly suggestive or overly sensual, i guess in a way you don't have to do such things, if there's already this tight connection between people---you just know it---yet the "visual stimulus" of something sexy or sensual...or even suggestive, it's, well, something visual and a turn-on, right?

so i must have stood there for upwards of 20 minutes trying to figure out if i wanted to wear something conservative or maybe something more sexy, sensual and softly suggestive. yes, i did want something to intimate to happen, i'd be a liar if i said otherwise and i felt that J was in the same mind...but...oh hell, i went with something softly sensual.

i have this slinky, silky long gown-like nighty---it's all wonderfully pink, low cut up front and in back...low cut up front enough to show, politely enough at least half of my cleavage, now the back, it went down to where it showed off quite a bit of butt...it also somewhat see-through and adhered to my body really well. put it this way: if i had pubic hair, you'd be able to see the shadowy patch of pubic hair...since i don't have pubic hair---well, guess what you see? oh shameful, shameful...and the problem was, i wasn't horny, i can't call it horny at all, i just, well, wanted to be with her.

of course all of this consideration of what to wear and what it would visually show (physically as well as otherwise) and all the rest, was unknown to J...and in turn, of course, i knew nothing of what was going through her own head, of her thoughts, her doubts, her desires and all the rest, nor did i know she was, at the very moment i was trying to figure out what to wear, so was she!

just a short note, rather busy right now for an extended entry about J's visit.

i was able to get away early on Friday, J's flight had been delayed, which made it a bit better for me because she wouldn't get in until around 3:30pm.
so by around 3pm i was headed home, got there in record time, regardless of the weather. did a bit of quick work on getting the place a bit nicer than it was, got dinner started, checked other things out to make sure everything was fine.
Dee called to verify that we (her, J and i) "might decide to hit the club on Saturday night..." and i reaffirmed the possibility for that and told her i'd call on Saturday.

around 5pm the doorbell rang and there she was---J had arrived!

the rest later sine i have some work that really needs to be finished up on the current project my department is working on to finish by Dec. 27th...taking home some reports that need to be gone over for corrections and verifications that it's ready for transfer to digital data stroage.

last week, i guess it was around Dec. 2, i recieved this medium-sized box from my mother. she hadn't called or written to me, so i wasn't all that sure what was in it. i left it sit on the coffee table for a couple of hours while i did other stuff, then before i went to bed, i opened a bottle of some Austrailian wine (which a friend gave to me) and opened up the box.
lordy...old college essays, notebooks with notes from lectures and other stuff from my classes from over the 4 years i was in college. it amazed me that this box could hold all my notebooks, papers and the like, i'd thought i had so much stuff.
in the bottom of the box i came across a cigar box, it was one that i had been given by my dad, i had intended on using it to put in stray pens or things like that in it. what i actually did was to keep the love notes i recieved from my first real girlfriend; i'll call her Nona. i have no understanding why i choose that name, Nona. i'm not sure where it came from, it was just in my mind, it seems to fit her for some reason, if only i knew why i have this feeling that "Nona" fits her.
we had met during the summer, when i had gone up for the summer session, i had gotten a "research assistants's" position with a history professor, i wasn't taking any classes, but i met her in one of the classes that the professor lectured.
Nona just attracted me for some reason, she was maybe about 5 foot 5 or so, kind of petite in a really cool and sexy way, with medium-large breasts that looked so divine under her blouses and shirts: from the first day we met, i wondered what she looked like naked! i couldn't help it really.
she had short black hair, it was naturally black and cut in this kind of "pixie" fashion, like Tinkerbell or something, however she dressed in a kind of "fringe" Goth fashion. dark eye liner, with dark blue or light blue eye shadow, dark glossy red lip gloss, dark circular "granny glasses" and always dressed in a more "hip chick" Goth style than most dark Goths might dress in.
she was doing some kind of historical research project that the school of history was doing and she was taking this professors class. he had asked me to help her out on some of the research, since we both had that area in common, so the first afternoon we met, after class, we went over to this cool, dim-lit Italian oriented "pub" off campus. we took to one of the dim-lit corners, ordered some wine and small things to eat and shared notes and other information.
later on, since i lived in an apartment complex across the street from her dorm, we walked across campus together, simply chatting about things before we came to this college. i was from Lexington Kentucy, she was from Nashville Tenn., i'm not sure the similarities there, however it felt as if we did have something in common there. maybe the similarities was in family: hers was as dysfunctional as mine, but instead of an older brother in the Army, her oldest sister was in the Air Force.
we started to hang out together on M, W F days, that's because those were the three days of the week that the class was on, afterwards we'd hit the Italian "pub" for some wine, then go to the historical library to do some further research. i guess it was during the middle of the second summer session that i got enough courage to actually ask her out on a date.
it felt really odd and somewhat strange to ask her out on a date, i mean i'd only been with one other girl before and that was the previous summer, after my graduation and before i went to a 2 year college (i ended up only going one year there and transfering to the college i was at).
even before i actually asked, she figured out that i was going to, so she accepted even before i had a chance to do so: that started a full 1-year relationship with my first real girlfriend. after that first year at that college, she realized that she would be unable to achieve the degree she wanted, what with the cirriculum at the college and made the choice to transfer. it wasn't a very happy choice, at the time, that was for sure and for at least the first 4 months after she left, we did write and call each other.

i plan on writing a bit about that relationship in a couple of other entries, to follow this one. yeah, this is, i guess, part of what Peggy wants me to write about, i most likely would have anyway, eventually. these love letters and other things from that time sort of pushed some of the memories from where they were, back into my conscious thoughts.

Dee called me at work on Friday afternoon at around 3:30pm, she was going to run late because she had to do some "after work" work (play catch-up on paperwork) and wouldn't be able to be at my house until 5pm. our workday ends at 4pm, most times, sometimes we stay until 4:30 or 5pm; i decided since Dee was going to be late that i'd hang around until 5pm.
got talking to a couple of people who work in a different department, i had gone downstairs to our little in-house coffee shop and joined them at a table. they've been here for about 2 years and love it, so we started talking about work and other things going on in the world. it was quite enjoyable to take the time to get to know new people.
once i got home, i figured i'd have enough time to take shower, once in it though, the nice warmth carried me away into one of my pleasant trances. i'm not sure how much time had passed with me in the hot shower, however the ringing of my cell woke me up. all wet and dripping, i answered the phone, it was Dee, she was at my front door and it was 6:30!!
got my robe, put it on regardless of being wet and went downstairs to let Dee in...once in, she got a real thrill of me being wet from the shower. she followed me on back upstairs and i gave her a really good show, once we got to the bedroom. i guess i was in one of my more exhibitionist's moods, which is rather rare, really. i turned on the stereo and did a little dance for her, stripping off my robe and then doing a lap dance, just for her.
she'd reach for my big boobies and i'd pull away from her giggling, then dance up close again, she'd either reach for my boobies or otherwise and i'd just dance right off away from her. i love to tease her, she's just so teasable. she did pretty good with trying to fondle my breasts when i was dancing close to her, what with me always dodging her, so finally i just figured "what the hell," and as i danced right up in front of her, i went ahead and let her cop'a'feel or two. now when she tried to suckle on my breasts---i just went on and dodged her.
she helped me pick out an outfit, then i got dressed and she complained that she was "all bothered," what with my dance and letting her finally fondle me and though the idea of a little fun intriqued me and her complaints that i was "being mean" (smile and giggle from her) and that by teasing her like that i was just plain being a "mean x-girlfriend." hmpth on her!
once downstairs i just had to stand my ground and turned to her and reminded her that for an "x-girlfriend," she certainly teased me enough over the past few months...so what's good for the goose is good for the other goose---so "stop your complaining!" (all in good fun!)
the Harry Potter film was too crowded, so we went and saw this other movie instead. some low budget thing that i can't even remember the title of or who was in it; guess that shows how good it was!
9:30pm, we headed up to a mall that was across from the theater, the stores were all going to remain open until midnight and there's this good coffee shop there too that stayed open, so we went over to the mall. i guess during our walk in the mall, we ended up holding hands and got a few strange looks from the older set of folks. it's odd that it seems female-female couples seem to be more accepted by the Baby Boomers and younger, however those who grew up as our grandparents and the like, seem to have a really difficult time accepting things. well okay, maybe it's not actually that hard to understand, however it seems a bit odd that the people who can't seem to understand such things are the same ones who raised their own kids who are more apt to accept.

so we're out in her car (she just bought a 2005 PT Cruiser), and, well, we sorta just started kissing. it wasn't really all that hot or whatever, just simple smooching. when we part, here's this 20-something couple, standing in front of our car, all googly eyed and watching us. the guy looks as if he's really fond of watching women kiss (etc!) and his girlfriend also seems rather intriqued by it. they profusely apologize for standing there like freakin' idiots, watching us, but: "...we couldn't help it, it looked so cool!" the girl says.
i was half-way tempted to ask her if she was "curious," she certainly acted as if she was, by the way she talked and acted. Dee and i figured that if she had been alone, without the boyfriend, she might have felt a bit freer to talk to us, or at least ask the questions she really seemed to want to ask.
after they left and went to their own car, we left the parking lot and headed on back to my house. it was a nice drive, though we ran into traffic a couple of times since the theater and mall were a bit away from the neighborhood.
it was midnight by the time we got home, turned on the TV to watch CNN, since i wanted to see the national news and stuff. after it, neither one of us really tired, we put on our "jammies," and i let Dee wear one of my other robes and i put on mine and we watched this silly '50s romance movie on the "Romance Movie" cable station. we were cuddled up under a cozy blanket, nice-warm and nuzzled up as we watched the film.
it was really early and we were both getting tired. i asked her if she wanted to sleep with me ("no funny stuff!") and she said sure---so we went to bed, cuddled up again, with her nuzzled up to my breasts, which seems to be her favorite place to nuzzle (i don't mind, really). and yes, we were still in our jammies!

woke up, noon on Saturday and spent the rest of the day (mostly) at several different malls, visiting the book stores, music stores and yes, Victoria's Secret.
Saturday we went out to a club, had a few drinks with a couple we know (man-&-wife), 11pm came home, watched a couple of movies, then went to bed.
it was a nice Friday and Saturday---next weekend, i think, is when J will be here! nervous! nervous!

well i was going to use the laptop w/wifi, however the internet wasn't accessable to me at all over the past few days! hmpth!

on Tuesday, real late, we left (my sister, her BF, Lady and i), the flight was delayed due to bad weather and we got to Lexington kind of late. instead of Aunt C and Uncle H meeting us, as was planned, they sent my two cousins (and their spouses) to get us. i haven't seen my relatives in almost 8 years and i hardly reconized any of them. M (younger sis) had seen the relatives last summer, when they all did this sorta-reunion (since they didn't make it to my brother's retirement party) at a resort near Mammoth Cave.
my Aunt/Uncle have this really large house outside of the city a bit, so it's really nice out there and what with all of their kids (they had 6) coming for the holidays and bringing their spouses, it was good that they did have a big house.
nearly everybody with the exception of Aunt C and "Great Aunt" J, slept late on Wednesday because we were up very late on Tuesday. around 1pm i was able to borrow Uncle H's car, so Lady, myself, M and her BF went out for the day. we visited the area a bit, finding what's new, what's old and what's left over from the old years we spent time there visiting. it was pretty cool visiting the old haunts for a while. we met up with some of the cousins (etc) at an old resturant, however it was shut down so we ended up going to one of those "yuppy" like places that is the "in thing" nowadays.
had a couple rounds of drinks with some snacks, chatted quite a bit with the cousins, catching up on all of the news of the family. one of the things we spoke about was something really funny and to tell the truth, right up there with exactly what my older sister A would do. she's always been in communication with the family in some fashion, maybe she doesn't write often and most people are thankful about that, believe me. however after she had her titties made bigger, the doofus-shit woman sent everybody in our family a "before big titties" and an "after big titties"---topless of course, like the one i posted.
everybody got a great laugh at her expense, mainly because we all know her personality and attitudes real well. of course the cousins all claimed that they "couldn't believe she'd send pictures!", however we all know that it's something she'd do. and of course, she refused to be here for Thanksgiving: well, she ain't missed one damn bit.

Wednesday night, starting at about 8pm, along with Aunt C, Great Aunt J and some of the cousins (etc), we popped the cork to several bottles of really good Greek wine ("Cousin L" returned three weeks ago from her honeymoon to Greece) and a bottle of Greek Ouzo and as we did the prep for Thanksgiving "Lunch," we all drank wine, ate cheese and listened to '60s and '70s music. it was so much like that kitchen scene in The Big Chill (i think that's the movie), where everybody was drinking wine, dancing around and having fun while preparing food.

mom and her rich BF, Grant showed up at around 10pm, they had arrived earlier and spent some time at their snazzy hotel before they came over for a short visit. everybody went freakin' gaga over his new car, he actually traded in his '04 Chrysler Crossfire for an "early release" model of the '06 Crossfire SRT(whatever), which is really fine! he's into showing off his wealth, with the fancy car, expensive suits, lots of bulky gold rings...mom whispered to me that he gets a hard-on standing in front of Tiffany's. LOL

there was about 24 people (including kids) at the Thanksgiving Lunch, it started around 1pm and lasted until about 2:15pm...there was plenty of food, wine and good times, that's for sure. it was a whole lot of fun and i really did enjoy it.

i've never had a problem with my family (extended too) when it comes to who i am, that is, having the lifestyle i do, perhaps it's because of mom, who knows for sure. everybody, including the relatives i haven't seen in years, all accepted Lady for who she is and for being my girlfriend..."partner?" sheesh, i do so hate that word, "partner," it's just something idon't like to use. now my sister A uses it all the time and it sounds as if she's talking more about a business partner than a "mate" or a girlfriend, or a lover (even!). it's always sounded sort of cold to me, however this is my own opinion for me and how i feel about it.

Friday a couple of my cousins who're single (but cohabitating with their boyfriends), M and her BF, Lady and myself hit a cool nightclub, had a few rounds of drinks, did a lot of dancing...then mom and Grant showed up and, well, caused a rukus with Cousin "Chili" who has been in the Peace Corps for the past three years, working in South America as a teacher. Grant, as i might have said is a rich bastard and has a dim outlook on certain topics, so he got into a "disagreement" with Chili about "what's the use of the Peace Corps?" did i mention he's an asshole? LOL
Chili held her on, that's for sure and pretty well put Grant in his place so he decided to act even more moronic, so when Chili got up to leave, he pinched her rather perky posterior---which pretty well pissed off her boyfriend (whose from Brazil)---but she stood her ground and slapped the ever-lovin' shit out of Grant. it was a hoot to see him put into his place by a petite, perky, very pleasant woman, like Chili.

to say the least mom and Grant didn't come back to the house Friday night, they went off on their own to do whatever it is that they do to entertain themselves.

back at the house, at around midnight, we chatted for another hour then went our own ways off to go to sleep.

most of the cousins (etc) left on Sunday, being that they live closer to Lexington, however we (M/BF, Lady and i) left around 8pm on Saturday.

it was quite an enjoyable time, i really liked it a lot. i extended invitations out to several of my cousins to come for a visit, Chili might within the next month, so i'm looking forwards to that.

when i logged onto the internet Sunday, there was an ecard from J, with a note to tell me that she's coming out on business (one of her company trips) in two weeks and wanted to know if she could come over, like she did last time, for a weekend. i wrote her back, extending a "you're welcome to visit!", so that's something neat to expect.
Lady and i will spend this week together at my house, we've worked out a plan where two weeks out of each month, we'll spend with each other, either at my place or hers. the rest of the time, we're on our own, though we'll meet up for dinner or breakfast...or maybe a date during the other two weeks. oh yes, we'll also do our couples therapy too.

that's it for right now!