Interest and Intrigue

Hi, ya'll. It's been awhile since I've posted anything; I've been super busy with life and the usual blah blah, trying to be more disciplined, which is very difficult for me. I laughingly say I'm just kind of on the Bohemian side, but the truth is that I annoy even myself sometimes with my scattered ways. On Thursday I'm meeting up with some homeschooling parents and hope that might be a good start toward forming some good relationships with other local Moms and giving my daughter a chance to form some friendships with other kids her age. The group is even considering starting an art co-op and I feel like I'd be a good addition to that. Each parent would do a lesson a month or something along that idea. At first I was nervous about the idea of that but then I realized I had no reason to be nervous. I do creative projects with my own daughter all the time, I love art, and I'd been considering going back to school for art therapy, which would have involved tons of human interaction in an artistic capacity, and I was hugely excited about the idea of that until I realized that I'd have to move someplace else to go to school, which right now isn't feasible. Anyway, it's a positive step toward making a move with regard to my daughter's education.

On a completely different subject, I decided to go back to being a redhead. Maybe it was my recently deepened connection to my Irish/Celtic heritage, or maybe it was the fact that the bleach was destroying my hair. Maybe it was a bit of both. Whatever the case, my hair feels a lot better after just four weeks of not being dyed platinum, and I feel more like myself again. It's always amazing to me how much hair color can effect how a person feels. Being blonde was fun, but I've done it sooo many times before that the novelty has long worn off, and I'm happy to wear a shade that's more natural to me.

As far as the "intrigue" part of this post, I've been reading a lot about the dominant/submissive relationship thing. I always hesitate to post anything with regard to sex, but I find this subject really fascinating. I don't know if I would consider myself a feminist. An equalist, maybe, but not so much a feminist, per se. Strong men have always been a huge turn on for me, and weak, "yes dear" sort of men a huge turn off. So, it's interesting to me to read stories about women who are in relationships where the man is in a dominant position, to read about their view points and the reasons why they enjoy being a part of this type of relationship. There is a physical aspect to this whole dynamic, which I will refrain from getting into in this blog- I think that some people will know what I'm talking about without me going any further in my wording. Sometimes, into the stew of life a few spices must be thrown, no?