Mackgurl's Musings

  Ah the joys of nature, of the wild...Nature is so beautiful and picturesque. All the animals just running about playing and having a good time right? At least that's what you've been told, lead to believe, right? So those stories or those cartoons where the animals are like gangs or just mean must be just made up? Pure fiction, right? WRONG! They are true! Some of us animals are just plain mean! So mean it would make you humans blush, smh... Don't believe me? Ok well this is a picture of me last year Don't I look cute? But even more than that, don't I look happy, care-free? Not a care or a worry in the world. Ahh, those were the days. I didn't realize how good I had it Roaming freely, playing with friends, chilling by the lake. Eating and drinking  - you know ust living the dream. Well, that dream became a nightmare when THEY showed up UGH.  Some new kids moved in and yeah ok at first it was fun. They were the cool ones - had been on the otherside of the lake....

Out of the blue, you appeared in my life... Like the sun, peeking from the clouds after a storm So bright, you seemed to glow and radiate such  warmth. In your presence, well... I feel your care, your VOICE , your SMILE ... How can I possibly feel your VOICE ?! How can I feel your SMILE? ! Am I crazy? When I'm with you, well... I hear your heart, I hear your EYES ... I hear your EYES !  Am I crazy?! I thought that if I admitted... At least to myself, t hat I liked you - a little, it  would help. But, no, I still feel your SMILE caressing my lips - when I'm alone. Maybe I am crazy? I figured if I admitted... At least to myself, that I liked you more than a little, that would be enough. But no, I can still feel your VOICE surrounding me - when I'm alone. OH GOD, I must be crazy?!! I hoped that if I admitted... At least to myself, that I love you - a little, it would stop these crazies! But no, I can still hear your EYES talking to me - when I'm alone. So today, I stan...

WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD? Yes, I've heard this question bantered about before...countless times in fact. Is everything in life a joke? Sheesh, it wasn't even a good joke. To get to the other side? Really?? So here's the real deal and not some Kentucky fried bucket of ...(takes deep breath...) Anyway, it was like this....I grew up on a farm running around playing with the other chicks who grew up there, too. When I grew up, I was separated from my parents and was settled in to this sort of apartment style dormitory. It was nice, furnished.  The temperature is set at an optimal level for MY comfort.  Anyone would have thought I had it made. And why wouldn't they? Someone came along and built me a house and furnished it... I even had some close girlfriends to hang out with...and let me tell you, these chicks are CRAZY!!! We cackle and talk alllllll the time. Well almost all of the time... which brings me back to the original question you asked... L...

Ok so, I was asked by a few people - UGH, Mackgurl, why did you end the dream story THERE??!! What happened next?! Come on, inquiring minds need to know LOL. Alright, heard! So where did I leave off?? Ah yes, the massage was about to begin... The massage starts and it's everything - I mean E-VER-Y-THANG I had imagined it would be...I believe we've discussed my imagination before. Suffice it to say my imagination is quite intense... His hands worked my body until I lost all sense of shyness. I begin to wish for more...more oils, more scents, more music, more massages? And because my walls had been successfully, dare I say masterfully breached, I began to speak...to put voice to these wants and desires. The conversation between the two of us went a bit like this: Me: May I have 2 please? (OMG did I really just ask that?? He's going to think I'm crazy! He's not even finished with this massage and here I am asking for another one? Crazy! He's going to think I...

I tend to dream in full technicolor and surround sound. Not such a bad thing…I mean it’s like being in a movie that hasn’t been released yet. Great, right? Hmm yeah unless it’s a nightmare…or some erotic fantasy. WAIT I know what you’re thinking…what’s so bad about an erotic fantasy dream? Well, try being single and waking up from a dream like that. Oh noooowwww that horror movie/nightmare dream doesn’t sound so bad, huh? Case in point… Well IDK where I was in this particular dream but the room, the space was perfect…low lighting but then there were these candles all around the room…they gave off just enough scent to be pleasing and soothing but not overpowering…And then there were flowers…music was playing…it was my list...How do I know it was my list? Because he said " I made it just for you…" I took a shower and came out of the bathroom with this pure white, super fluffy and warm bath sheet (yeah has to be a dream those things aren’t usually thick). So, there I ...