Anonymous Sex?

“ Anonymous sex is a form of one-night stand or casual sex between people who have very little or no history with each other, often engaging in sexual activity on the same day of their meeting and usually never seeing each other again afterwards. The term Cruising is used to refer to looking for anonymous sex, usually in specific places where such activity is commonplace.  The internet is also a primary vehicle for people setting up anonymous sex. Anonymous sex is sometimes considered to be a form of prostitution when it involves an exchange of money or drugs for sex.” — From Wikipedia

I am a fan of Craigslist.  It’s cheaper and so much easier to use to sell stuff than traditional avenues and former addictions known as Ebay.  It’s also a great source to find intersting antiques and other stuff to buy without having to do a huge yardsale day.  I’m a sucker for good bargins and I’ve found some really good ones on there.  I’m also a sucker for funny stuff.  The husband and I have laughed together more than once at the insane personal ads that people will post on there.  Obviviously spelling skills and proper punctuation are not a turn on for the majority of the population.

The other day in search of a much needed giggle I surfed over to the personal ads.  This is not something that’s worth wasting a few minutes on daily, but a couple of times a week if you are on the site and need a laugh it’s totally worth it.

Now Chattanooga is a pretty small place (pop est 155,554 in 2000) and it’s easy to cross paths with multiple people.  There has been only one occassion when I recoginzed a girlfriend of mines photos on Craigslist that had been posted unbeknownest to her by her boyfriend.  Talk about an awakward phone call, much less the decision I made to actually make the phonen call with the reasoning of I would want someone to call me if the roles were reversed.

Anyways… the other day I surfed over and haphazardly clicked around.  Then I ran across one that just gave me the yuckies.  There was totally non-sexual picture of a guy who I went to school with for many years, I mean I’ve known this guy and his family since we were kids!  Needless to say the yuckies were very hard to shake off.  Partly because of just total disbelief that this guy (who isn’t bad looking and was always very nice, I never dated him but he was a great friend) had to stoop to that level.  The other because it was just weird to run across.

So this brings us to the question of “is anonymous sex ever really anonymous?”

How many times have you been out on a date with someone and you guys start talking and find out that you know alot of the same people.  Then your mind immediately starts to go to the place of “oh gee… did they….???”  So sure we all heard in sex-ed class in school that every person your partner has slept with so have you.

It’s like a really peverted game of “Six Degrees of Seperation”.  Only instead of Kevin Bacon being the center object it’s a whole different type of bacon entirely.

More Cherries

Absolutely could not resist getting the bibs to match the little hats and mits we already brought.

Testing Baby Gear

Simon is the self appointed tester of baby gear!

Pregnancy Dreams

Pregnancy dreams are weird.  Even weirder when you dream you are in pain, you wake up your spouse because you are dreaming you are in pain.  Turn out you actually are in pain and it’s not just a dream anymore.  Ugh.

So last night I had the most terrifying dream that I went into labor early.  Completely understandable and explainable because we know “Bump” is attempting to show up early.  Which translates to lots of time off of my feet and attempting to take it as easy as possible.  Easier said than done for a woman who has a t0-do list growing in my head and in as much as I want to be motivated to knock some of it out, that’s difficult to do when one is “restricted” and has placenta brain.

To make it even worse in this dream we were so not ready.  Much like we are now.  No bags packed, insurance issues not settled, nursery a bit of a mess, business things to get done, next great American novel to write… the usual.  I remember in the dream having to send my Mom here to the house to pack a bag for me and getting insanely frustrated at her for not packing the right things.

So what did I do today?  I packed the bag for the baby for the hospital.  My own bag?  Not nearly as much fun to pack and also a lot more difficult as I can’t pack some things because I’m wearing them  now (maternity nightgown / lounge wear). After I had a freak out last week about a bad panic attack about not being ready, we already stocked up on toiletry minis for the hospital, along with things I would need right after her birth.  Unfortunately Hellmart didn’t have a epidural section… otherwise I would have already gotten one of those.

True she’s not due for quite some time yet.  Considering her sister was early and she’s making it well known that she has no plans of staying in place for who knows how much longer… I’m getting nervous and wishing for that epidural NOW!

Lack of E-Juice

It’s also been intersting the past few days due to the lack of electricity that we’ve had due to bad storms and lots of trees in our area.  The first 28+ hours we didn’t have a generater hooked up, but we did have a house full of kids.  Needless to say it was rather interesting.  Turns out that my Dad has a generater that he let us borrow when the electricity decided to go out again (wish we had known he had it the first time!).  On the bright side though our EPB bill will be lower this month.

Gotta love storms, and slow customer service from your local electric company.  Since this Friday we have been on and off with power for a total disconnect time so far of 46 hours.  Not a good postion for a high risk pregnant woman.  It’s not like we live in tenbucktwo, we live in a highly populated neighborhood in town.  I understand that we do not have underground utilities, and that there are other customers out, but this has gotten insane.  Our next door neighbor (the one that we know) has had electricty because they are connected to a different box than we are.  And our two friends who live about a block on either side of us one street over in both directions have electricity.  It’s just a few of us in this area!  We have no tress down or house damage like those around us so we are very thankful for that but this has just gotten insane.

We pay for service… why are we not getting it?  I have gotten to be on a first name basis with all the customer service reps at the EPB it seems.  I try to be sweet knowning that it’s not their fault, just wanting some answers.  I wish there was another game in town, or that it was possible for us to move somewhere else right now, because frankly this is total bull.  Thankgoodness for Dad’s generator and my husband who is handy with things such as that and our grill.