Back to school

Spring break is officially over and I returned to school today. Many of my hot young classmates returned looking healthy and bronzed after trips to Cancun, South Beach and California. Of course I made several blush asking if they had hooked up. If not me, then at least one of the other naughty nurses.

It felt good to be back in the swing of things. In lab today we learned how to dress wounds. I've already seen some nasty necrotic lesions and open wounds in clinical but have yet to partake in an actual dressing change. Man, I hope I don't hurl when that time comes.

I just spent the last 30 minutes drafting my bed bath story. I didn't get very far, but I feel in my loins that this is going to be good. I've created the setting and the mood and it's already making me wet in my panties. I hate to make you wait....but you know what they say about good things.

Until....

Sweet dreams....

- Hot Lips

30 minutes a day

Ok, so here's the deal. I haven't been writing at all and I know it would be good for me to do so. I have so many thoughts swimming around my head, some of which are not the healthiest of thoughts, and I need to purge. Getting started has been challenging. School has most certainly been an impediment. This has been one of the most overwhelming experiences for me. Don't get me wrong, I love it. But the process of learning new psychomotor and technical skills as well as a new language and cognitive processes has been incredibly intense and exhausting. As a result, I haven't had the time to write and when I do have the time, all I want to do is sleep or turn off my brain in front of the tv (by the way, I'm hoping to spend a piece of my tax return on a 40" HDTV).

I set a goal for myself to write for 30 minutes everyday. I'll try to post something everyday although I know that might be an unrealistic goal. But, 30 minutes everyday is manageable and will be healing for me....and that's what I need right now...and I'm all about my needs. I want to write about school, about the things that have been going on in my head, and I have also been thinking about some hot stories that I'd like to share with you.

Meanwhile, I just finished my first spring break in 18 years. Yahoo! Ah, I remember the time I went to the Yankee Trader in Fort Lauderdale for spring break 1986. My friends and I were underage without 3 forms of ID so we spent our days on the beach and our nights in the hotel. We had parties in our room every night and everyone knew about the girls on the 11th floor. I had sex with a guy from Chicago that looked like the boxer Hector "Macho" Camacho. He was the second guy I ever fucked. It wasn't very memorable, but he was cute and I do remember that he wore those goofy long "Jams" surfer shorts and had really cool taste in music.

I don't think the kids go to Ft. Lauderdale anymore. I think Cancun is the destination of choice these days because there's no drinking age.

But, alas, no wet t-shirt contests for me. I spent spring break here in NYC in a pot smoke haze. It had been months since I partied so I bought a bag. I have concluded that I cannot and must not own dope, because when I do, I smoke it all day (including the wake and bake), everyday until it's gone. I got absolutely nothing done this week. Of course there's nothing wrong with doing nothing, and I probably needed it, but I felt depressed and ate like I was never going to eat again...and that's not good. I felt alone and lonely. I did get to spend some time with friends but not nearly enough. And while I don't have trouble doing things alone, I didn't feel like going anywhere or doing anything solo, so I just isolated myself at home. I didn't deprive myself of pleasure and enjoyed plenty of midday masturbation. Frankly, though, I'm starting to worry that I've abused the battery power and am afraid I've desensitized myself and won't be able to cum wtihout it.

I hate when I get into these ruts. I'm just going to pull myself up from the bootstraps and forge ahead. School starts again tomorrow, and I have to regain my focus. Besides, I do function better when I have a schedule. There...I said it...I like structure.

Well, I've completed my first 30 minutes. Yay me! And I did it naked. I've actually been sitting around naked all night. I love being naked.

Stay tuned....don't touch that dial

Hugs and kisses, Hot Lips

Inspired

Well, I'm 3 weeks into the new semester and have been buried in the books, because I'm just such a good student....and because learning the art and science of nursing is so fascinating to me. I'm devouring everything I read.

I'm working to find time to write more, in particular, because we are learning how important self-care is in nursing. Writing (in addition to singing and exercise) makes me feel good and I know I will be my best self if allow myself the time for this form of self-expression.

Stay tuned for more. I learned how to give a bed bath this week and it has conjured up a very interesting fantasy which I will most definitely share.

Don't touch that dial.

- Hot Lips xoxo

I feel pretty

It's amazing what a blow job can do for your self-esteem. No, no...not that kind of blow job.

I was long overdue for a haircut and color. My greys are now growing in fast and furiously and for weeks I watched as they grew longer since I've never really been a slave to things like clothes and hair. It got to a point, though, where I couldn't take it anymore. I looked old and haggard. It's true, that I'm years older than most of my classmates, and school, while an amazing experience, is exhausting me...but I'll be damned if I look that way.

My class was cancelled this afternoon, so I paid a visit to my favorite Irish hair stylist. I didn't have an appointment, but she kindly squeezed me in. She told me it would be busy and I might wait a while so I brought my books and read about urinary and bowel elimination(sexy for some) and had a glass of wine while I waited. When I took to her chair, I told her to do with me what she will. She brilliantly restored my hair to its natural color and did her best "Edward Scissorhands" to bring shape and life back to my coiffure. The cherry-on-top of this afternoon of pampering was to have my hair blown straight....stick straight. I am a curly girl, my friends. I have long, thick tendrils. I've always loved my curls and, might I add, they look good on me. Every now and again though, it's fun to have it blown straight. I have neither the time nor patience to do it myself so I take full advantage of the service that's offered with a haircut. After a half hour of heat and lots of pulling with a round brush, I emerged a different person. This look makes me feel so sexy and provocative. I even carry myself differently. I love how the hair falls in my face when I turn my head and enjoy running my fingers through it to pull it back. I fantasized about riding the cock of a handsome stranger and tossing my mane as I grind him beneathe me. So, I did what any hot woman with a healthy libido would do and took myself out to my local watering hole for a bourbon and a burger. Perhaps I would meet that handsome stranger....

Alas, I went home alone. But I still feel pretty.

Unfortunately, the style will only last as long as I keep it dry. I'll wear a shower cap (in the shower, obviously) for a few days, but soon, nature will take its course and the wave will begin to flow. My luxurious curly locks will return and I will embrace them as I do, but I will bid adieu to the straight haired vixen who visits every now and again.

All is quiet on new year's day

Happy new year one and all!!!

It's been a while. I know. My nose has been so buried in the books and I really haven't felt inspired to write. I've sat down on a number of occasions with my head swimming with thoughts...but the moment the computer screen blinks before me, the words just don't flow.

I worked my tail off in school this semester....and got all As to show for it. It has always been important to me to do well in school, but I've never enjoyed learning as much as I have over these past 4 months. I start the nursing curriculum in a few weeks and I'm so excited to delve into the material.

I started the new year unlike previous years. I made a last minute decision to stay at home. I had 2 very lovely parties to attend, but at about 6pm I decided that I just wanted to stay home, cuddled on the couch, watching South Park and other assorted TV marathons. I wasn't feeling sad, which sadly, I have been feeling quite a bit of late. I just wanted to treat last night as if it were any other night. I smoked some good herb, ordered in chinese, and gorged myself with at home comfort.

The irony of last night is that I have been suffering from a serious case of the lonelies yet I made a choice to be alone. Funnily enough, I didn't feel lonely.

Resolutions this year are to eat better and get some more exercise. These are 2 areas where I've been deficient and I am feeling it. People say I look great, and I don't doubt that...but I'm not feeling my best. I have to remember that I'm not 21 anymore and with a family history laden with heart disease and early death, I better take good care of me.

I haven't had sex since September 28...the night of my band's debut performance, so, methinks it's time for me to get some. I'm sure how I've felt about myself physically has kept me from pursuing sexual endeavors.

That's not to say I haven't been taking care of me in that department. I've been awfully intimate with my orchid g vibe. During the mid-afternoon yesterday, I pulled up some old photos of an ex-lover and brought myself to the depths of pleasure with a full body orgasm. Oh, how I love to feel the pulses throughout my body as all of my muscles and sphincters contract and relax.

I going to a dinner tonight with several girlfriends. 1 is in a 3 year relationship with her boyfriend, also a good friend of mine. She's ambivalent about the relationship and he disregards his own needs and allows her to walk all over him. The other 2 women are in fairly new relationships but they are desperate to be married and I'm sure the conversation throughout the evening will be about that. Barf. I mean, don't get me wrong, I want to find my life partner, but my life does not get so wrapped up in that notion nor does it consume my identity.

My band has emerged from hiatus and we have a gig this month. If you are interested in checking us out, send me an email and I would be happy to tell you where we're playing. I've also been invited to sing lead vocals for a Neil Young tribute band. Not sure how much time I have for it but it could be fun.

Well, these are just some random musings. I do want to write more and you may see more of these types of posts as I get my groove back.

Best wishes to all for a happy and peaceful new year!

Hugs and kisses, Hot Lips xo

Midterm respite - preview

We're in the middle of a twister here in the Big Apple. I'm delighting, though, in the cooler temperatures, and sounds of crunchy leaves at my feet. I love autumn.

Just dropping in to let you know that I finally had a moment to break in the Waterproof Rabbit Vibe courtesy of the Rabbit Lady.

It did me just fine as rabbit vibrators go...I'm not inspired, however, by the waterproofness, as you will shortly see in my lengthier review describing my play in the shower...that is more about how the vibrator "fits" me and my girl bits...but on dry land in a supine position (I am learning something in anatomy and physiology) the rabbit gave me what I needed.

Stay tuned for more on that....

It's hard to believe that I am more than half-way through my first semester. I am loving school...I have never felt so connected to learning. But I am knackered. After my morning class the other day, I came home and slept for 4 hours. When I awoke, I had no idea where I was. I decided to be kinder to myself this weekend and chill....

The Giants are kicking ass right about now :). I could have been at that game today, alas :(.

More to come...don't touch that dial.

Bunny Hop

Yes, yes, yes...I know it's been a while, but school, work and music have left me with little time to write. Life has been really great...I love being back at school...although I find that the youngsters are awfully whiny and are expecting everything to be spoonfed to them. Work has been busy and I'm doing what I can to maximize the 20 hours a week I am there. And my new band just debuted and, I must say, we kicked ass. If you are in the NY area and would like to hear about our next gig, send me a note and I'll share the 411.

The rabbit lady was kind enough to send me a complimentary Waterproof Rabbit vibrator in exchange for a review. I've had it for 2 weeks and haven't had a moment to play but I wanted to at least put a link to her site which has the latest in rabbit vibrator technology. The rabbit has come a long way since I purchased my first one after seeing it on Sex and the City.

Stay tuned for my review...I have to go out and get me some AA batteries.