Settle it….

30 08 2006

Ok I need help from our 1 or 2 readers we have here at ruraandmiss. You have to settle an ongoing fued between the two of us. I have a feeling that our relationship may just be determined on who is right and who is wrong in this situation.

Check this out. Or even this. <—- I like that one better. It has music. But look at both for a real opinion.

We are huge Blink 182 fans. Since the breakup hiatus, we have gotten into Angels and Airwaves [who is lead by Tom Delong] and we I was pretty excited to hear about this new band led by Travis Barker and Mark Hoppus.

So here is the arguement. Is the band name (+44) or Plus-44? Yes people, this is serious. This can determine who knows more about…. you know…. stuff like this.

Oh and BTW, so far this band sounds pretty cool. I let the music play while I was typing this entry and yea, 2 thumbs up from me so far. Check it out and leave your opinion in the comments if you can!

Back to Cali…

18 08 2006

Home at last.

The trip was…. amazing. I want to write all about my trip but right now, I am trying to catch up on 4 days of missed work. So maybe later tonight or sometime tomorrow I’ll be able to write about it.

For now, just know that it was a great trip and I wish that it didn’t end as soon as it did. At least concerning the time I got to spend with my aunt.

I did miss my Rura to death though and kissing him when I got back was nothing short of amazing and god how I didn’t realize just how badly I missed him until I kissed him. (Yea it rhymes.)

3 Years Ago

8 08 2006

Grave Stone Three years ago today, my grandmother passed away. I was very close to her and my grandpa growing up. She would have been 77 this year. During my lunch break, I picked up my dad from work and we went to visit his parents. It was a good experience for us to spend that time together.

I had many reasons for going to see her grave today. The most important reason being that on Friday, me and my son, along with my parents are traveling to Seattle, WA to visit with her first born daughter. I will be meeting her for the first time in my life. I grew up knowing that I have 3 uncles who, along with my dad, are the 4 sons of my grandparents. The only 4 children of my grandparents.

About 6 months ago, this woman showed up on my uncle’s door step claiming to be his sister. She was my grandmother’s first born daughter, a daughter she had when she was 14. She gave her up to family and left the area with the promise that she would stay in the child’s life. She failed on that promise and 8 years later, when the caretaker (aunt) of the little girl passed away, my grandma went back for her daughter. At 8 years old, her daughter refused to go with my grandma. At that point, my grandma went home, started her family, and cut off all contact with her daughter. We dont know if my grandpa knew about Louise. [She has my grandma’s middle name] For 50 years, my grandma never told a soul about her daughter. Not even when she knew she was going to die.

My dad was the “first” born and his birth certificate has the box checked that asks the mother if she has had any previous live births. Everyone thought that maybe there was another child born first, but that maybe the baby had died or was still born. No one ever asked. My grandma never told her secrets. Even to my other grandma who was her best friend for 30 years.

Now that the secret is out, we want to be apart of Louise’s family because we are her family. So we go to Seattle. And I cannot wait to meet the woman who looks just like my grandma, and who moves her furniture all around just like my grandma used to do. I want this part of my life to be filled and I want her to meet my son, and me, and know that she can be loved by our family too, even if my grandma was never able to show her that.

I’m not angry at my grandma in any way. In some ways, I understand her. She was a child with a child and she was probably very scared. I love my grandma and always will honor her memory, despite her choices. I want her love for our family to always live on, through all of us and though us and her daughter to share together.

2 more days until we leave to complete our family….

TMI Tuesday!

8 08 2006

It’s that day of the week again! Go Play!

1. Which ONE do you wish you had more of in bed… romance, experimentation or foreplay? Well we have plenty of romance and foreplay most days… so I am going with experimentation. We are both “up for pretty much anything” type of people so I guess it just comes down to who can think of the freakiest thing and ask for it.
2. How often do you have “make up sex” after an arguement? We aren’t really big on arguing but when we do, we have serious make up sex and its pretty damn good. It’s rare that we argue so badly over the phone that we NEED make up sex.
3. Have you ever been “caught” masturbating? No. We are both open about that with each other so we dont have to sneak around. In the past, no.
4. On a scale from 1-10, how comfy are you being naked? At this time in my life, I am a 10. We are talking about in the privacy of our homes right? If not, I would say a 4. At home, I have no problem. [By “home” I always mean anywhere I am with Rura.] He makes me feel so comfortable and confident that I have no problem being naked with him.
5. The three words that best describe your most recent partner in bed are ____, ____, and ____. Sexy, a stallion, and satisfying.

Bonus (as in optional): Have you ever called out the wrong name in bed? Uh hell no. That would be so fucked up!

Now, Did you play??

Thats enough!

4 08 2006

Geez can we say its that time of the month? Why am I sitting here, reading blogs, and TWICE today I felt like crying?

Go ahead and read this and this and so help me, if you don’t tear up too, well then I will feel…. goofy.

Sorry if I made you cry. If I didn’t then I feel sorry for your black heart.


4 08 2006

I now know that I love routines. I miss a routine that I didn’t even know that I had created. Did you know that was possible? Well I am living proof Internet.

For the past month or so, my routine consisted of getting ready for work, stopping by Rura’s house to pick him up, drop him off at school, drop off The Boy at my grandma’s (when I had him) and then going to work. After work, it was picking up The Boy, and stopping by Rura’s before going to hell home. It worked for me, especially on the days when I didn’t have The Boy with me and I could get some good lovey time in.

 This week that all changed. My routine was blown out of the water by two unstoppable forces. Kindergarten and soccer season.

And today we pile on the fact that Rura started working again. His schedule is weekends and after school. Weekends and after school.  That is OUR time. But I can’t complain. I can’t. I have to be the grown up here. It’s good for him to work. It IS. Don’t try and talk me out of that ok?

Oh my gosh. I kind of freaked a bit right now because The Boy is finishing up his first week of real school. Like in 30 minutes he will have officially been a kindergartener for 1 week. My baby Boy…. is…. grown. What do with myself now? Have another one? I think I’ll wait a while for THAT. This one is enough. I swear, I fall in love with that kid every day for another new reason. Monday he brought home a coloring page just scribbled all over. I asked him why he scribbled all over and he just kinda shrugged. Yesterday, he brought home another page with the picture colored. In the lines. For the first time. I pointed it out to him and he said “Mrs. Russell said I shouldn’t scribble scrabble on my pictures.” My heart melted a little. “Mrs. Russell said…” ::sigh::

Soccer season is another story. I have been at the field for 3 days out of the 5 in the work week. Each day I didn’t get home until after 8:00. Going straight from work. I ask for the punishment though because I am on the board this year. So I ask for all the parents to stomp on me and ask repetitive questions, over, and over, and over, and over. Pretty soon, it will be 4 days a week which includes all day Saturday. This all cuts so heavily into lovey time that I dont even want to think about it.

So my new routine. Get ready for work, take The Boy to his other grandma’s who will take him across the street to school, go to work. After work, depending on the day, I will stop by and pick up Rura, which gives us like 5-10 minutes of lovey, and we both go to the soccer field where I don’t see him for the rest of the evening. Now, on the nights we don’t have to go to the field, he will probably be working. And he already banned my obsessive ass from stopping by his store to see him. If he can handle not seeing me, I can too. I can. Really. No, really.

Well, I can try anyways.

Needless to say, I don’t like this routine very much. And its only been a week.

Oh and BTW, only 6 more days until I leave for Seattle.

tmi? I don’t think so…..

1 08 2006

TMI Tuesday

1. Is there any type of sexual act you’re embarrassed to ask for? (If so, what? Hee…) Not really. Sometimes I dont like to ask because I expect him to know what I want but thats really silly huh? I shouldn’t ask, I should always demand. 😉
2. Have you ever dumped someone purely because of bad sexual performance? No but could that be considered grounds for divorce?
3. Name something you would say no to if asked to do in bed. It would have to be really really extreme. I’ll say yes to pretty much anything (except when pee is involved. eww)
4. The three words that best describe you in bed are ____, ____, and ____. Adventurous, dominating (some days), and good 😉
5. Have you ever been so emotionally moved by a sexual experience (in a good way), that you cried? Yes! It happened just the other day actually. I felt so good and just got this rush of love and affection, that it brought tears to my eyes. He didn’t notice, otherwise it would have turned into a big mushy lovey mess.

Bonus (as in optional): What could your partner bring to bed that would most turn you on? OMG umm….. I’m going to say food. Food that we could use on each other. Messy but I have never tried it and I think it would be fun.

Did you play??