October 25th - Back to the bath
Z
Okay.. so I'm obsessed with my bed, and my bathtub.. and my relationship with my webcam.. I admit it. Is there a support group for women like me???
I decided to emulate Picasso.. and since I had a blue period in my bath.. now I'm having a pink period... and since I'm still having my period.. oh never mind. I know a whole bunch of you men are totally squicked out at the mere mention of menses. Thank goodness Wolfe is not one of them! So I won't talk about it.. see I'm not talking about it. (Menstruation menstruation menstruation! ha!... actually I'm just coming to the end of my period for those of you who want to know... does anyone want to know? do I care? so having a pink period is very appropriate some how...)
Mishima... my totally black cat.. and my eldest child. Has for all the thirteen years we've lived together, comes to visit me when I take a bath. For the first few years he was actively concerned about the whole bathing process. He was down right horrified at me immersing myself in all that water. He would cry and wail plaintively at me, begging me to come out before.. before... I have no idea what was going on in his little cat brain. Now he comes, has a few sips of the tub water (checking for poison?) and then seems to consol himself that all is well, and goes about his regular cat business.
Oh
my... Is my ass really that big?!??!
Wait.. don't answer that...
I still love the picture, I like how the curve of my hips and waist is mimicked
by the curve
of the bath tub.. happy artistic coincidences.
Though, man... no wonder I have a hard time doing jumping spinning hook
kicks.. gravity from the force of the moon.. my moon is holding me down!
Oh well... You are what you do... and I bend over for spankings and fuckings more than I practice jumping spinning hook kicks.. and I spend a lot of time sitting.. sitting, laying, and so there you go.. my ass has evolved to find it's niche in life...
Okay, see, part of that was camera angle.. that perspective thing.. Item in the foreground. (objects in mirror are closer than they appear.. something like that). Put it in proper perspective.. a little bath foam.. and see, it's not that big is it?.. Okay okay.. still don't answer that. Enough of my ass. It's pink and clean now, since I just came out of the bath, and a little lonely.. but we don't need to talk about that either. <smile>
Let's talk about something else.. let me see.. okay.. I shave.
I know you know, I shave my head, I shave my legs, I shave under my arms.. I shave my pussy.. and sometimes, lately, I've only just started. I shave my face.
Reasons
I started shaving my face?
I read somewhere that it was anti-aging.
I have these tiny little soft hairs over my lip
that sometimes bug me.
It feels kind of butch and naughty.
Ha! I'm a boy!.. okay, so I'm not, but
sometimes I like to pretend (like that's
something you can pull of with an ass
like mine!, never mind the breasts, oh well)
Actually.. I love being a girl.. wouldn't change it for the world. love
love love being a girl. Except for cramps. And that it's harder
for me to build muscles (That is SO unfair).
Not that I have anything to complain about, I honestly think men have it
rougher. One of these days I will go into my whole spiel about the oppression
men face, and why I consider myself a humanist, and not a feminist. But
not today.. Today I'm still mostly in about the bath.. and just being
pink. And just being.. and time to go be in the big red bed with Wolfe.
XOX
Katt