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About anoldhippiechick

I write about all sorts of stuff, some from the past, some from my current life.

The new man

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I mentioned meeting him towards the end of my last post.  He was here for two nights in March.  He was here the day before my birthday and the day of my birthday.  The first night I wore my new pink skirt, black patterned tights, the short boots, a silk top and my gray silk blazer.  It was a really pretty outfit.  We had dinner at the nice restaurant.

On my birthday I wore my jean skirt, the lace tights, the short boots and a cute t-shirt that has a deep slit that shows cleavage.  We went to one of the local sports bars and we were eating and he reached out and moved the bottle of steak sauce because it “obstructed his view.”  LOL

Then when we got back to the hotel I sat down on the edge of the bed and he says “I have something for you” and handed me an envelope with a birthday card.  Inside the card was a Visa gift card with $100 bucks on it!!

He has to come here at least once every 90 days but since he has a reason to come more often he will.  He asked me if the first wednesday and thursday of May would work for me and I told him I could miss my meeting with enough advance notice so he changed his schedule so I don’t have to miss my quilt guild meeting!!!

He’s somewhat of an exhibitionist.  We had sex with me leaning on the end of the bed and him behind me.  The end of the bed is in front of the window and he opened the drapes!!  He said next time he’ll get a room on the front of the hotel!!  I hope it’s at least on the second floor.  LOL

He also wants to have a threesome.  It’s actually a lot more likely to happen with him than it was with Randy.  For one thing he doesn’t want to just watch.  He wants somebody that will give him head and that he can give head to.  So I put an ad on CL and we have two very good possibilities.  Both are men that come here for work often and stay in hotels.  We decided that since he’s here two nights we’ll have one night with a third and then one night just to ourselves.

The attorney that works for my company wants to read my blog.  I very undecided about that.  She also said I should write a book about my life.  That I’m actually considering.  This laptop doesn’t have a word processing program on it though and I don’t really want to use the old desktop computer.  Guess I’ll look for a free word processing program to download.

 

 

 

 

Ramble on

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Hmmmm, where to start.

Think I’ll start with SfB.  So he wore out his welcome at my mother’s house and at my aunt’s apartment.  So then he moved to a cheap hotel and then from there to some lady’s house.  Then he was in a bar a week or so before the Super Bowl and got beat up and was in the hospital for a few days.  Apparently he worked a few days at his job after he got out of the hospital and then bought a bus ticket over here.

I’m amused that he actually had a job.  Right after he went over there he got a job at Wal-Mart.  He lost that job because he “tried to stop a thief.”  Uhhhh, from the loading dock? Then he got a job at Safeway.

He showed up at the neighbor’s apartment (hereinafter known as Mike) on Super Bowl night about 2:30.  Pissed Mike off to have him just show up in the middle of the night like that and expect to just live with him.  Mike gave him two weeks.  This is the funny part, SfB did his best to avoid me!  I only saw him once while he was staying here!

I actually talked to Mike last night and SfB told him all sort of crazy ass lies.  SfB told him I was living in the “lap of luxury” because I had “taken” him for $100K.  Sure I did.  That’s why I’m driving a 14 year old car and living in a 2 bedroom apartment.  And that’s obviously why I worked 65 hours a week during tax season for two years.  Mike didn’t believe him of course because he was a supervisor at the same plant SfB was a supervisor and Mike knows how much he would have made.

Oh and because SfB heard that I had a boyfriend so he told Mike he had a girlfriend but both times Mike was over there he didn’t see her.  I’m sure she’s fiction.  I mean seriously, who wants an unkempt, homeless, drunk, 57 year old man that works a low pay job???

Randy started texting me again the saturday before Xmas.  He still hasn’t apologized for treating me bad though.  He’d text me a couple of times about some random thing or another.  Then when I told him I had met someone that comes here for work he wanted to know if he could come watch.  I told him it wasn’t Danny’s thing.  So he asked me what Danny’s thing is and I told him “spoiling me.”  LOL

And spoiling me is exactly what Danny wants to do.  We met for the first time on a thursday evening.  I met him at his hotel.  He greeted me naked!! Well, he had a towel on. LOL We chatted for a bit while he finished getting ready and then we went to a nice restaurant and had dinner and drinks.  I dressed up!  I had on short boots, patterned tights, my black mini skirt, a black silky top that has a keyhole and shows just a bit of cleavage and my gray silk blazer and I looked really, really good.  After dinner we went back to his hotel and had sex twice.  He’ll be here again the first week of March which is really cool because my birthday is that week.  And I have a new mini skirt and top to wear this time!

Andy and I are talking about meeting some time this summer for a weekend if he ends up close enough.  I finally convinced him that I really can afford my end of the trip and it’s really okay for me to pay for my end of the trip.  LOL  I have to save up and pay my tax bill but once that’s paid all that money is mine!  I told him that after the tax bill is paid I’ll have money for fun and for savings and he was happier with that.

And I will have the money to do fun things after April!!  I got another raise at work and I have several bills paid off!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

one of those test things…

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I took one of those tests on facebook.  It was “what does your taste in music say about you.”

This is what it said about me;

You enjoy edgy, aggressive, and assertive music – all words we would use to describe you as well. Not one for “gentle” or “simple” music, your tastes lean toward music that fulfills certain wants and desires you may have either consciously or subconsciously. Many psychological studies have drawn similarities between individuals who enjoy classical music, and those who enjoy metal/hard rock – all of this research standing true with you. You are reserved and introverted yet extremely intelligent and observant – taking in your environment like a sponge. You have very (and we mean VERY) little patience for ignorance, stupidity, and people who take advantage of the less-fortunate. Above all else, you value controlling your own life and choices – and detest anyone else attempting to make them for you. Independence is key!

And I copied and pasted it to Andy and this is part of what he said,

 As far as the Face book test. Actually I think it’s pretty close.  Edgy can mean many different things and in your case you are to some extent edgy.  Very independent, like to have control of your life choices, and take in your surroundings well.
   This may not have been how you saw yourself when you were married but things have changed and I am sure you have. You may have not realized that you did but you’ve made some big changes in your life that maybe overshadowed some of the mental changes you’ve made.

 

I’m still snickering

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And even laughing out loud.  My mother calls my son from time to time.  Now she’s complaining SfB is either drunk or hung over.  Plus she’s still complaining about him cutting the hose with the mower last summer.

Oh, and she whined she doesn’t think it’s fair I’m making him pay me to get his stuff out of storage.

Seriously, screw her.  I have over 20 years worth of stupid shit SfB did that I can bitch about.  I still don’t know how he got to be so old and is such an incompetent human being.

Oh, and he doesn’t clean his house and it took him a month to get her car cleaned out.

Ya know, the longer I don’t talk to her the more I realize all she does is complain.  I kid you not, my mother is 78 and is still bitching about something that happened when she was 10!!!  I really don’t mind not listening to her bitch and moan about every fucking thing in her life.

 

 

A year…

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It’s been a full year since I met Andy.  We’re still talking by email.  He still sends me really steamy emails once in a while.  I take pics and send to him.  He has encouraged me with every step and stair that I’ve taken in the last year.  I’ve lost 20 pounds!!  I *know* without a single doubt if he’s close enough he’ll come see me again.

The construction project is done so Ross left.  I doubt if I ever hear from him again.  He was good company while he was here.

I walked so much I wore the dog off the bottoms of a pair of Rocket Dogs!  I ordered a new pair today.

she took the cake but I got the frosting

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So, my son called me last night.  He said my mother called him and pretty much launched into a bitch fest about SfB.  <cackle>  Her and my Aunt are sorry they moved him over there and they’re trying to figure out how to get rid of him, he’s worthless, he fucks shit up, blah, blah, blah.  I about died laughing while he was telling me all the shit she said.  He said she asked why I never told her and my son told her “because mom don’t air her dirty laundry and you wouldn’t have believed her anyway.”  He also filled her in on all the big lies he’s told and the internet “girlfriend.”

Serves her right.

I’ll laugh about this for *years*!!!

Oh and the best part is he said he didn’t even giggle or laugh while she was telling him all this stuff.

out and in

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I broke up with Randy.

I had agreed to have a threesome with another man.  Then he started bringing up having another woman.  I told him I don’t do women several times.  He would not let it drop and kept pushing the issue.

Then he started bitching about things.  Just odd little things but it got on my nerves a couple of times.

Then the last saturday night I was there I was laying across the bed, leaning on my right elbow, giving him head and I moved wrong and my shoulder exploded into pain.  It just pissed him off.  That really hurt my feelings.  Then sunday morning he got up really early so I packed up and put my stuff in the car.  He actually drove off before I started my car.  I texted him I didn’t think I’d be back. He never answered.

The next saturday I met Ross.  He’s a construction super for a good size project here so he’ll only be here until November.  And he’s married.  We’ve become good friends in addition to being lovers. I’ll continue to see him while he’s here.

Andy is in Alaska and will be heading to Cape Cod in January.  He has at least two more years with this company so I’ll cross my fingers he gets to come back to the mid-west some time next year.