Ten Years On: Reflections on a Decade of Blogging

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If anyone had told me ten years ago, when I wrote my first blog post, that I’d still be blogging today, I don’t think I would have believed them.

But what started as a whim (on a platform I left quickly after beginning) became a WordPress blog (which introduced censorship in a big way, causing me to leave that platform as well) and then became… this.

From its beginnings, it hasn’t been terribly defined. (Or refined, for that matter. *laugh*)

And even though this space has long been slapped with the ‘sex blog’ label… I can’t say that I really feel like a Sex Blogger. (Whatever that even means.)

But I *do* feel like an Established Blogger.

And along the road to becoming Established, here are a few things I’ve learned (in no particular order):

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So I’m pretty sure my vagina has arthritis.

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You know how, previously, I just figured my vagina was sprained?

Well, NOW I think my vagina has arthritis.

Because you know how, when you have arthritis — in your hands, for instance — everything is just kind of cramped and sore and even though sometimes you can massage your joints a little to ease the ache, it’s just generally a low-level discomfort all the time? And sometimes – like when it’s freezing cold outside and you’re in the middle of a snow storm, for instance – there can be a bit of throbbing soreness or even shooting pains? And sometimes in that situation, a bit of heat will help, or applying pressure can ease the achy-ness, or whatever. But sometimes, NOPE.

Yep, that’s where my vagina is at these days.

Let’s take last night, for instance.

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Saturday Night Fever: Everything Looks Better

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. . . in gold and green . . .

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Whether your celebrations are large or small —

or even if you aren’t celebrating at all

— I wish a beautiful Christmas to you all.

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Flying Snot

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(no, it’s not coming out my nose)

So my car… We call her Scarlett, right?

And Scarlett is a pretty good rescue vehicle when needed.

But Scarlett has another name — a shortened brand name, based on the fact that she is a Sonata — and so occasionally – for short – we call her S’not.

‘Kayso…

NOW keep in mind that I have a tendency to pretend I’m a superhero…

Or, y’know, dress like one…

And today, on the way to the grocery store, during a completely irrelevant and unrealistic conversation with my spouse, I said:

“You know Scarlett has a super power. She can fly.”

“So…” he replied, “…she’s a flying S’not?”

YES.

Let it hereby be known that if I ever get to be a Wunder-Oh’g, my supervehicle will be WAY better than Wonder Woman’s invisible jet and so.much.amazing-er than Batman’s Batmobile.

Because *I* will drive…

The Flying Snot