Simply Shauna

This is a review of a sex toy.

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Yesterday was such a long day. My grandmother had an eye appointment at a hospital that is 5hrs away from us, she asked if I would go because I understand what they are saying more so than she does. Given the fact that she was diagnosed with Glaucoma a year ago and I’ve ahd it for 22 I thought that I’d be helpful by being there.

We got up at 3am, left at 4. We stopped for breakfast along the way and landed at the hospital around 10am. We waited about a half hour and were then called in to be seen. Good news is, she is doing allright and no surgery is needed. We were out of there by 11:30.

We started the drive back home immediately. We hit a lot of construction on the way back as well as stopped for lunch. it took us almost 2 extra hours to get home. It was soo hot, and the a/c wasn’t working. I was beyond tired and when I got home I knew that work / school work faced me.

After spending about 16 hours sitting my ass (12 of which were in a car) I made it home. Too tired to do anything. I skipped what I needed to do and headed to bed at 8p.m. I woke up at 8a.m the next morning and felt great. Now, it’s 6:33p.m and I feel like I could sleep.
I won’t though, big brother is on tonight!!

You would think by now I would have some sort of routine when it comes to house cleaning, I don’t. I love a clean a house, some may even say I’m a tad bit OCD but since having Alyssa I’ve learned that it is not the most important thing in the world.

An untidy house is a lived in house. Don’t get me wrong, laundry is always done, as well as the dishes, floors, bathroom, etc.. but if  a few of Alyssa’s toys and cheerios are spread out over the living room floor I do not feel the need to drop whatever it is that I may be doing to clean it. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

My mom always says that trying to clean up behind a child is like shovelling in a snowstorm. really, it is. I never found it much of a problem up until the past few months. With Alyssa being as mobile as she is, she explores. She drags every toy out of her toy box, only to sit and play with one. I am trying to teach her to pick things up and for the most part she does help me. So I guess I’m getting somewhere.

The reason I am posting this is because I was wondering how the rest of you do it. Do you clean up right after your children? Wait until bedtime or nap time? (That’s what I tend to do) or do you have someone help you with it?

I know one things, between distance education, work, and general Internet things (paid blogs, emails, etc) I find it hard to get 5 minutes to myself. I lvoe it though, I wouldn’t want things any other way.

I am not one to share my sex life online, I am usually quite shy and the thought of a dildo used to make me blush. I can remember just a few months ago where I could barely say orgasm in front of people or talk about my sex life at all. But that has all changed, I am slowly learning to embrace (and enjoy) the wonderful things that come with sexual activity (safely, of course).

I’ve been givent he opportunity from various websites to try out their sex toys and other products. I have posted the reviews for them on multiple blogs as well as the sponsors website and can honestly say I love it. It has not only enhanced solo play, but play with the hubby has become more frequent and more fun.

My newest place to find adult toys is at funlove.com and they are currently offering a 10% discount that I though I would share. Just enter the words ‘GOFUN” at the checkout for the discount to apply.

One thing I absolutely cannot stand is when people act like they are better or higher up than other people.  Whether it’s in school, at a work place, online or out at a club there is always that one person (whether it be male or female) that really needs a rude awakening.

I’ve been noticing this a lot lately with bloggers using twitter (facebook, etc). I admit, I read a lot of tweets in the run of a day & can’t help but notice ‘online friends’ bashing one another indirectly.

For example, if I tweeted something like “I lost 2 lbs this week! I am *this* much closer to that bikini I want”, and then someone randomly posts “Fat chicks look disgusting in bikinis” … how am I not supposed to take that as a pun towards me?

It has been happening a lot lately with me, and I’ve started to notice it with others too. I am not sure if I have some sort of target on my back for people to hate me or make such comments, but it’s really getting on my nerves to say the least.  Of course, i tend to to just brush it off and not say anything, but that’s coming to an end as well.

It’s time for people to stop hiding behind computer screens and get off their high horse. If your skinnier than me — fine. If you have a better blog than me — fine. If you have more facebook friends than me … that’s find too! But, if you have something to say to me just say it. Don’t be indirect. it’s not like I really care what your opinion is anyway.
That is all.