I hope I am not violating any copyrights with this, but I just had to show you guys this article.

The author is Sexy Scribe and ynot.com. here is the original URL:
http://www.ynot.com/index.php?modul...etail&uid=22218

Anal Sex and BJs: Doin’ it for Christ
You gotta love a double standard.

Maybe I’m just getting older and words don’t mean the same thing anymore as they once used to. Apparently sex isn’t sex anymore. Or maybe it never was, and I had it all wrong to begin with.

Back when I was in high school, the nuns charged with guarding the moral fibre of us adolescent girls insisted that any form of sex was simply taboo. Sex was one of those things the Catholic Church frowned upon, in toto, whether it was anal, oral, vaginal. It was just all rolled into one tight little package labelled SIN, and fell under the category of DO NOTs for the good Christian girl.

Well, apparently the nuns had it all wrong.

According to www.sexinchrist.com, oral and anal sex are the way to a satisfying pre-marital sex life between heterosexual partners. As far as I was taught, you weren’t supposed to have a sex life before marriage, but this site claims that good Christians don’t have to suffer complete abstinence: “Fortunately, you can engage in anal sex prior to marriage and still be able to share the deeper, more meaningful act of consecrated love through vaginal intercourse with your wedded spouse.”

Anal sex? A sin loophole?

Apparently, there’s even scripture to back it up. “How boastful you are about the valleys! O backsliding daughter who trusts in her treasures, {saying,} ' Who will come against me?" (Jeremiah 49:4) and a passage in Lamentations 2:10 describes how “The virgins of Jerusalem have bowed their heads to the ground,” which apparently indicates how virginal maidens should position themselves to receive anal sex.

I feel deceived. The nuns never mentioned any of this.

The site has even more to say on the subject of oral sex. The Bible is full of support for oral sex, so long as it’s not homosexual in nature, of course.

Here’s one from the Song of Solomon: "I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved." (Song of Solomon 5:1)

It sounds more like the dessert table at an all-night buffet, but I suppose the eating euphemism is even older than the Bible, and all writers are allowed a cliché now and then. The Song of Solomon appears to be one long eating metaphor for oral sex.

In his shade I took great delight and sat down, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. (Song of Solomon 2:3)

... come, wind of the south; make my garden breathe out fragrance, let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come into his garden and eat its choice fruits! (Song of Solomon 4:16)

The Necessity of Swallowing

At least the nuns didn’t completely lead me astray. The site agrees with them on one distinct point. It’s still a sin to spill seed. Poor Onan found that out the hard way when instead of coming in his sister-in-law, he pulled out and “spilled it on the ground lest that he should give seed to his brother. 10 And the thing which he did displeased the LORD: wherefore he slew him also." (Genesis 38:9)

Moreover, if the sin factor isn’t enough to convince your pre-marital girlfriend to swallow, try to sell her on the benefits of swallowing. “As Christ indicates, drinking of the “living water” provides a spiritual replenishment for the soul.”

Damn those lying nuns who kept me from spiritual replenishment!

“In summary, we can say that the Scripture supports and even encourages the act of oral sex between loving heterosexual partners. Moreover, the Bible specifically encourages fellatio to completion (orgasm) with the female partner consuming or swallowing the ejaculate. This prevents spilling seed, which is an affront to the Lord, and also provides spiritual benefit to the receiving partner. Oral sex has the added benefits of preventing unwanted pregnancies and helping couples satisfy their sexual urges while preserving their chastity until marriage. For these reasons, all Christian men and women should feel confident and comfortable including oral sex as part of their sexual life in accordance with God’s will.”

Now they tell me!

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Read more about "Sexuality According to the Word of God" at www.sexinchrist.com.

I have told a few of you that I am looking for a house. Well, we found an awesome farmhouse with some nice land and a view, a reasonable distance form our work. Made an offer and got accepted. So far, so good.

Then we found a buyer for our house. He Saw the house on Feb 2 or 3, and was adament that he had to be moved in by the 17th. So we put a rush to close on evrything, had our realtor and attorney and finance guy all working overtime to get all the shit together. Packing up a whole house in 2 weeks is no easy task, but we figured what the hell, the price was right so we would make it happen.

Then things started getting rough to say the least. When we got the inspector to the new house (a 105 year old farm house) he found MAJOR safety issues with the house. I contacted my layer with the results of the inspection, and she contacted the seller's lawyer. The "seller" is actaully several siblings, the grown children of the old people who used to own the house. Well, this "old codger of a country lawyer" as my attorney so eloquently put it, told the seller that they should not fix a damn thing in the house, just sell it as is. Apparently he did this b/c HE did not want to do any extra work as an attorney. It took a week for us to get this lame answer form the seller. I was unwilling to give up the house, so I told the attouoney that I wanted to get plumbing and electrical estimates before I made a final decision wheter to cancel my contract. IT took over 24 hours to get a yes answer back that I could at least take 2 professionals into the house and gt estimtes.

In the meantime, my buyer got weirder and weirder. For a guy who wanted to move in on Feb 17 (and the original closing date was set for the 15th) he did not even have a pre-approval letter. My raltor called me a few days ago and asked if the buyer could at least move his stuff into the garage this coming weekend. (OK, no problem. My husband has been trying like hell to find a way to move his Briklin). I was getting worried about where I was going to move my family, 3 cats, and freezer full of food if we really did close on the 15th, 17th, 21st, etc., so when the realtor told me that the buyer wanted a little more time, like up to next wednesday (Feb 27) I was actaully releived. The appraiser and surveyer were out here yesterday, so I really believed that the deal was about to finalize and we would probaby be moving out next week.

Today I got a call from the attorney. The buyer's financing fell through.

Then I got another call from my realtor. It seems the buyer attempted to commit suicide on Monday. According to what my realtor was told, the buyer drank so much kerosene that it burned his legs (??????) (Maybe somebody with a medical background can enlighten me on this?) and now he may not even survive! (the back story on this buyer is that his wife died recently, and he just sold the house that they shared. That's why he had to move in so fast, b/c somebody had bought his old house and he needed to vacate.)

Now, some of you know, I lost my fiance to cancer about 8 years ago. I totally understand that horrible feeling that there is no point in continuing with life. I feel SOOOO bad for this man. Apparently the stress of losing his wife, selling his home, and buying a new house were just too much for him. He must have felt so horrible, hopeless, and angry at himself, too. When I was feeling that way, I considered some combination of pills and alcohol, but I was never so angry at myself and the world that I would drink something as horrible as keorsene. I am so sad for him. I can't imagine feeling so awful that drinking kerosene would seem like a thing to do.

OTOH, I am also feling pretty damn sad for myself. My time to make good on this offer with the house I want is going to run out. We relisted the house for $4000 less than what we wanted. (I should take that back. I did it, myself, since my husband and kid are still out somewhere, either at his Dad's house, in whose basement we are storing all the non-essential stuff we can pack and move ahead of time, or else buying me a birthday present. Remember? Today is my birthday!) I accepted my agent's advice, to re-list low and then not take any ridiculously low offers, jsut to get more people to look at the house. I am still going to have the electrician and plumber and well inspector come out to the alleged new house on saturday (if any of them call me back) to look at the electricity, plumbing, and well, and tell me what needs to be done and how much it will cost.

So that's my saga as it stands right now. Please send prayers and warm thoughts my way.

I dropped into Playpen after I worked at Sugar Bomb tonight.  What a night!

Of the first 4 guys I approaced, one bought a dance. One insulted me. One groped me.

ONE BIT ME!

Him: **Chomp!**

Me: Motherfucker! what the hell is wrong with you? (all ladylike behavior goes right out the window wehn confromted with some situtions!)

Him: Huh??

Me: You bit me, you idiot! Why the fuck did you bite me??

Him: You didn't like it?

Me: Fuck no! Of course I didn't like it! It fucking hurt! Here. how do YOU like it?? *pick up his hand* CHOMP!!

It occured to me later what all I could have caught from that. Also, he claimed to be carrying a weapon in a shoulder holster. He made some sounes about blowing me away.

Him : Mumble, mumble, blow you away . . .

Me (Loudly): Blow me away? Here? ME? In this bar in fornt of all these people? That is the SECOND dumbest thing you have said to me, right after why don't I like being bit. You don't want to blow me away, I am not worth it to you.

What a load of crap. The bartender later told me she was ready to intervene, but when she saw me bite him back, she figured I had it covered!

Sheesh! What a day. The holidays can't get here soon enough.

On Day 7, I still have not had any cravings! The first day, every time I went outside, I kept thinking, "Oh, this is a perfect time to grab a smoke!" but that was mostly just habit I think. I have had no cravings. I was a little tired for a couple of days, but that happened when I tried other methods of quitting, too. I think it was just my body getting used to not having the stimulants in my system.

I thought it would be sooooo hard not to smoke at work, but it really does not bother me very much. Cigarette smoke smells different to mje now, and I know this is directly because of the hypnotic suggestion I was given regarding not inhaling poinsionous gasses.

The session was 2 hours long. The first part was just an introduction to hypnosis, told how it works, gave some suggestions for a better experience, etc. The second part was the hypnosis itself. I remember most of it. Many of the suggestions were very simple, but powerful. For example, he emphasised that cigarette smole is poisin gas, and told us that we would now be appalled at the thought of inhaling poisin gas. ANd so on. He told us that we would now be in touch with our naturlal instincts concering air and breathing, that we would now gain a small but real pleasure from breathing clean fresh air, etc.

He also gave us some home reinfircemetn instructions and a few things to read.

The first session is $98, if at any time I need a second session, the reinforcement will be $68.

Here is his web site: http://www.illinoisstopsmokinghypnosis.com/

I did the quit-smoking hypnosis tonight. After 6 months of trying to quit, I think this is going to work! Wish me luck!

I am so angry and sad that this happened!!

I make no secret of the fact that I am married. I almost always wear my ring at work. I always have to take it off to put on my panty hose (required at my club) or else it rips them. So tonight I took it off and piut it on the counter while I put on my hose. I was chatting with another girl and apparently forgot to put it back on. I noticed it less than 90 minutes later, raced back into the room, and of course the ring was no where to be found.

We searched our bags, the bar, the restroom, even my car, and of course it is gone. Two girls went home between the time I took it off and the time I noticed it. I have worked with both these girls for over a year, and both of them make very good money and have no need to take a ring.

I posted a sign in the dressing room, that there is a reward for the ring and that it is basically worthless to anybody but me. (The stone is flawed and also scratched, so the ring would not sell for much. It is also silver and a low carot-weight gold, not really that valuable.)


This makes me so angry! Why can't people just keep thier hands to themselves!? I know there are lots of people in the world with much bigger problems than this, but still . . . . . .

Sigh.