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More to complain about is, the new guy I had a dinner date with last Saturday hasn't been back in touch. I waffled over whether I should contact him. Tuesday I decided I'd give him a quick text. He responded fairly quickly, saying he was preparing for a condo board meeting that evening, how was I? I said I was fine and looking forward to seeing him again soon. He didn't respond to that, nor has he since!

What the hell? He told me at the end of our date he had fun and wanted to see me again. He texted me again that evening saying thanks and let's do this again. Then... nothing?

I wonder if me being poly ended up freaking him out once he had time to think more about it. Also, near the end of our date, I asked him, so what are you doing the rest of the night? Just out of curiosity. I think he thought I meant, let's keep hanging out, because he invited me back to his place! Oops. I declined since I didn't feel it was appropriate. I wasn't super turned on or anything, I had things to do at home, and I felt a nice 2 hours was sufficient for a first date. He lives a half hour away from my town, and the restaurant was only 5 minutes from my house, so if anyone was going anywhere, he was coming to my place. But I didn't want him to come over yet, quite.

Now I guess the ball is in his court.

Well. I've got chiro again today, which should help. I am out of visits covered by insurance, but the chiro knows that and has discounted my payments, which is nice of him. I had tried to whittle visits down to once a week, but obviously I am not ready for that. In fact, the way I felt this week, I'd have liked a Wednesday appointment as well as the Mon and Friday ones.

I should text Punk to come over. He rarely initiates. Seeing him will probably cheer me up.

Pixi has a fungal infection from her kink with her Master. Too much latex clothing for too long. He has ordered disinfectant for the clothing. He said in all his reading on this kink he never heard about people getting yeasty, but of course it makes sense that being inside non breathable material for hours on end could cause this kind of problem! Pixi isn't suffering horribly, she using an antifungal cream on a couple itchy areas, and shampooing with Selsun Blue. But her Master doesn't seem to want to see her until she is better! Sucks for her, but I guess if he can't use the latex, there is nothing else to be done, from his POV.

Two days ago, pixi found out one of her friends from her home area passed away suddenly, from cancer discovered only 2 months earlier. She's been grieving. He was a somewhat older guy, one of those grizzled hippie types, so hard to tell his age, but I am guessing mid to late 50s. She isn't super close with him, but has known him 20 years, and used to hang out with him a lot when she still lived in the area. I've met him several times on visits to the area, he is a character. Was.

So, a memorial service is being planned, possibly for May 1. He has a lot of friends and acquaintances in the area, since he was very involved in the music scene, and always on the teams planning and working at music events and festivals, for decades. Pixi wants to go. She's been jonesing to go home for a visit lately anyway. This will be the kick in the pants to do it. I won't go, of course, since a 7 hour drive is out of the question for me! She will probably stay a week.

Otherwise, since I can't do much outdoors, I've occupied my time organising and rearranging my kitchen. I've redone dish displays in 2 areas, and done some deep spring cleaning to the extent I can manage. I've also been reading more books, serious literature, to occupy my mind while my body is out of whack. I might get on the "adult coloring" bandwagon too.

I want to plan a family party soon. My older daughter has returned from Texas after 5 years. I've heard secondhand she fears she has Marfan's syndrome, and hasn't been working in a while. Which is why she finally came home. I've been hearing how it's going from my ex and my son.

We haven't spoken in 2 years. She has some kind of grudge against me about how I handled her younger sister when she was on drugs. I created some boundaries, to be sure, but younger daughter and I have been on good terms since she got clean. Which has now been 2+ years! My older daughter is neurotic and holds a grudge. She has moved in with my ex husband and he tells me she is getting on MassHealth to prepare for getting help for her physical health issues...

I don't know if she would come to a family party at my house or not. I sure hope she will, and we can rebuild our relationship. We used to be super close up til her late teens, when she got into an abusive relationship with her first gf. She is paranoid, dropped off of Facebook, and reads a lot of conspiracy theories on reddit. It's a shame she's gotten so weird. She used to be close with pixi too, as my other 2 kids are, but she stopped talking to her too, when she cut me off.
 
Oh, wow. I'm sorry about the pain :( I really hope the chiro helps today and you get some relief!
 
Thank you Pink Pig. Chiro helped a little.

Good news. Pixi's Master found that her kind of yeast infection isn't contagious after 2 days of treatment, and he disinfected the clothing and wants to see her this weekend after all. I just hope she takes it easy and doesn't wear it too long and exacerbate anything.

I did some shopping after chiro and it was a nice distraction. Then, a beer with lunch helped the pain some too.
 
I'm glad the chiro is helping some, and that miss pixi's Master reconsidered not seeing her. That sounded kind of unfair to me; it isn't her fault she has a yeast infection...
 
Yesterday, I texted Punk at 4 to see if he could come over Sat night while Pixi is away. He had plans for both weekend days, but he was free last night. :eek: We had a lovely time, and I managed to dance better than I expected. Pixi has been working on her sound system, and now we have speakers in the kitchen which you can hear on the deck, so Punk whisked me out there for some jitterbugging as dinner cooked.

In keeping with the retro theme, I put 4 dishes of 1940s and 50s Pyrex in the oven, meatloaf, roasted potatoes, roasted zucchini and a coffee cake. Hot sex after our hot dinner.

Good dancing, good food, good fucking, good fun. And once again, pixi wanted some sugar after Punk left, too. Jackpot! I don't feel anymore sore than I did yesterday, and I hope it just keeps getting better.
 
I'm glad the chiro is helping some, and that miss pixi's Master reconsidered not seeing her. That sounded kind of unfair to me; it isn't her fault she has a yeast infection...

Sorry, K, I didn't see your post before. Yeah, it is unfair, or maybe even weird, but her Master is on the autism spectrum. Highly functioning and all that, but Aspie people have their rigid interests and habits and rituals, as I know you know full well. It's clear the interest in latex helps with his issues in being intimate with someone. And pixi is fine with it, she enjoys being in the rubber, she finds it comforting, relaxing (and erotic), not claustrophobic. So, she had a nice time with him! Her little spots of yeast are itching less and healing, it seems.

As for me, I've been branching out in my interests in the vintage/retro lifestyle the past few weeks. Besides reading literature from the 1890s-40s, Oscar Wilde to Fitzgerald, etc., and decorating in vintage style, as I've always done, I've been inspired by Punk to listen to a lot more swing jazz since we met and started hanging out. I've always been a fan, but I've been focusing more on the swing and big bands lately, instead of on rock and reggae as usual.

Also I've been reading about and watching documentaries on the "Home Front" during WW2, the rationing, the hygiene and fashion challenges when you couldn't bathe more than once a week, or get shampoo or bobby pins or stockings. Also the backyard bomb shelters in London, the victory gardens, the blackouts, etc., etc. Their privation was enormous, especially in England. It makes me appreciate the abundance we have now.

Also I've been looking for youtubes on people today currently living the vintage lifestyle. That led to being reminded about rockabilly culture. There are people out there who dress in vintage fashions, and women who have interpreted their 1940s hairstyles for the modern day (quite often doing the retro looks on pink or blue hair). I've been trying it, working on my hair and on pixi's hair! I've been searching Pinterest, watching youtube tutorials on how to create bumper bangs, victory rolls, how to wear a snood, or tie a kerchief on your head. So fun! I've also been experimenting with the retro "pinup" style makeup. And taking selfies of the results.

I sent some pix to Punk, of my new hairstyle and makeup, on Saturday. He got all turned on. :p :eek: He was going to a Bernie rally on Sunday, but wanted to come over the very next day (yesterday, Monday). I'd done bumper bangs and a ponytail and kerchief on pixi. I have shorter hair, so ended up with a more 1930s look, after pin-curling my hair and tying a scarf low on my forehead with a big bow. I also thrifted a new dress with a 1930s look, feminine, with a longer hem. Punk was excited to play dress-up too, so he arrived in a '50's look, jeans, a t, and a fucking awesome leather moto jacket he used to wear onstage in his punk band days. He pomp'ed his black curly hair in a kind of Elvis look too. God, he looked so hot.

We were both ready to go fuck soon after he got here and mutually admired our fun outfits, kissing and canoodling on the couch! Mmm... he's still doing fantastic in the hard-on department lately and we are fucking like bunnies. He is also so affectionate and cuddly afterwards, making happy sounds of contentment. It's so lovely.

After that, instead of cooking, we ordered in pizza and wings and ate with miss pixi. We played Frog Juice while we were hungrily waiting for our food to arrive (jeez, it took forever for some reason). After dinner pixi got out a game she'd thrifted once, and we never tried. Mousetrap, that old game from the 60s. Haha, we had goofy fun playing with the Rube Goldberg contraption.
 
Wow, Magdlyn. That sounds like such fun :) I love that Punk gets into the dress up, too and that you center the whole date around it (music, food, games!) So much fun :)
 
Thanks, hon, it is lots of fun! I love that Punk has fun with clothes, he's got this great swagger and style. (As an aside, he does lots of woodworking, he does inlaid sculpture pieces, and as a result, he has these great muscular arms, sigh... So many sexy things about him, even including his baritone voice. Sometimes I just stare at him while he talks, and secretly lust for him.)

Ahem. When can he come over again? lol

Anyway.

I am going to blather on a bit more--

First of all, this morning I finally decided to text that new guy I had a date with close to two weeks ago. I asked him if he'd changed his mind. He was polite enough to return the text soon, saying he "has a lot on his plate right now, and that what I offer isn't really the type of relationship" he is looking for right now. Pffft! Loser! Next! Punk thinks the guy's telling me at the end of our date, and in a message a few hours later, how much fun he had, and how he wanted to see me again, only to then ghost, was a real "dick move." Punk just doesn't understand how so many men can be such assholes, so rude to women, so clueless about how to get a girl! He is so respectful and loving to women.:eek:

I'm now chatting on OKC with a 52 year old divorced guy who might have potential. Like me, he was married 30 years, and has now been separated 8 months and trying to date. We seem to have interests in common, including his desire to try some kinky stuff, which he's always been curious about, but wasn't able to do in his marriage. He hasn't asked me out yet, but I get the feeling he will soon.

Also on my plate is this sincere intelligent seeming 22 year old who is a junior in college, artistic and music loving, and also a reader. He is very curious about polyamory and we've been discussing the philosophy of that. Yesterday he made it clear he is interested in getting together.

So, we will see what happens with those 2. I am pretty content with pixi and Punk lately, fulfilled, stimulated and happy, but I always have this curiosity in meeting someone new!

In other news, our fabulous kinda femme drag queen friend Teddy is planning two parties at his house, one in May and one in June. He lives in a communal situation with other poly LGBT people and 3 of their adorable children. He is telling all his friends to bring other friends and partner(s).

The first party will be a mac and cheese competition thing, with 3 categories to vote in. All the dishes must be vegetarian (no meat or fish). One category will be "normal," one will be "weird," and one will be "vegan." He is providing dixie cups for sampling and then when we are full we will cast our votes. pixi has mad mac and cheese making skills, so she is excited.

Teddy is calling the June event the Mad Hatter Tea Party, and it will be in his garden. Guests are asked to dress "weird." This is partly why I need to perfect the vintage pinup hair and makeup for pixi and me! I think rockabilly is weird enough to please Teddy!

Punk has a weird aversion to most cheeses, so isn't interested in the mac and cheese throwdown, but of course he is very interested in the Mad Hatter party! Teddy will love meeting him... he likes the dark Latin types. hehe
 
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I don't know what happened to the 2 guys I mentioned in my last post... maybe I dropped the ball. No one is really engaging my attention these days. I've got NRE pretty hard for Punk still, 6 months into our relationship.

Pixi left last Friday for a week in NY State. I made sure she took her dog. I am loving the break.

She went to the memorial service for her late friend. She did a write-up of the event on FB in a private group with have with friends from NY. It sounded really nice, lots of people telling funny and cool stories about the guy. She is also having fun with her ex-SIL with whom she is staying, and her kids, and the neighbors' kids (she loves kids). Having bonfires at night, attended by other friends, etc.

So, I am completely alone in the house (except for the turtle). So peaceful. I had Punk over on Saturday night. We went thrift shopping. I'm spending time decluttering and organising and redecorating this week, with no one to interrupt me, so I had 3 bags to donate. Then we got wine and some fruit and bread, and came home, and he immediately started cutting up the fruit for the salad. I was a bit surprised he didn't want to go fuck first, lol. He ascribes to Dan Savage's maxim "Fuck first." So we kinda laughed about that, and sat in the spring evening sun slanting through the sliders in the kitchen, and ate and drank.

Then we hit the bedroom. :p

We snuggled, listened to music, danced a little, talked, took a walk around the block. Punk said something at the beginning of the walk, about being so happy to be with me. I could feel love in the air... like a talk balloon with a big heart in it. There was a glow between us. But once again, we didn't say it.

I guess, I am afraid saying "love" might imply some kind of expectation, a relationship escalator going up a floor? And I am so content on this level. Just being happy hedonists together.

Oh, earlier last week, I'd found a nice leaf shaped pin for him at the thrift. He'd admired a pin at the antique mall a month ago, but there the prices are too high, so I've been checking at my local thrift. He likes it. He wore it on his blazer this last time. I can't believe I am dating a man who wears tweed blazers (over a black t and cool jeans), much less wears a pin on the lapel.

I texted my friend K to see if she wanted to go out on Wednesday to play trivia, but her sport season is heating up and she has league play that night. But she told me she's free tonight, so I invited her to dinner. After she said yes, I also texted Punk to see if he wanted to come. He said yes immediately, and asked what time. K is coming at 5, I said, but you can come anytime. So he said, "OK, I will come at 3:30, so we can fuck first." LOL

So I am gonna make baked pork chops with apples and onions. K is bringing wine. We can play Dice after dinner. K just went back to her Deep South home state recently, after not having returned for 2 years when she moved up here. I am looking forward to seeing how that felt for her. Trump country. *puke*

I wonder if Punk would come over more often if I didn't have pixi here. He almost always lets me initiate, although he had asked first last Friday. And I actually put him off a day, since Pixi was just leaving and I wanted a night to myself. We generally get together every 4 days. But here he's coming over after just 2 days. I didn't even know if he had that kind of interest. Nor did I know he'd get horny for me again so soon! He used to struggle with the ED when we first met, but I guess as long as his gut is OK, he's got a normal strong healthy libido. Well, I think his trust has increased in me too, which proably adds to his desire. It's nice. :eek:
 
Your talk about big band and such made me think of one of my very most favorite of all times musical acts. Now I know...when people tell me "hey check out this music that I like, I think you will dig it" I'm normally not that enthusiastic. Kind of a "whatever, ain't nobody got time for that" feeling.

But...please? :D

It's a big brass band out of Portland I used to go see all the time, and finally got around to seeing again when they were here in February. They are a performance art troupe in all fairness, but I've always been so impressed with their talent and accomplishments.

March Fourth Marching Band.

My favorite of their songs is probably Dynamite, but I also love Crackhaus, Pilot Erect, Delhi Belly, Happiness, Gospel, and a bunch of others.

I play their music when the sun is shining, when I need a happy and energetic mood, when I need motivation to do housework...it really picks me right up.
 
Too much to catch up on and not enough time to write, so I'm just going to say yay on you for having fun with yourself, Punk, Miss Pixi, and the whole retro thing. I'm loving the selfies on FB! You look so stinkin' cute and happy! :D

Loved Miss Pixi's bangs, too - that 40s look is Fab (or whatever the "Fab" equivalent in 40s slang was). :)
 
It's a big brass band out of Portland I used to go see all the time, and finally got around to seeing again when they were here in February. They are a performance art troupe in all fairness, but I've always been so impressed with their talent and accomplishments.

March Fourth Marching Band.

They're that good? they're playing here soon and I was pondering going to see them, hadn't committed or bought tickets yet though.
 
Your talk about big band and such made me think of one of my very most favorite of all times musical acts. Now I know...when people tell me "hey check out this music that I like, I think you will dig it" I'm normally not that enthusiastic. Kind of a "whatever, ain't nobody got time for that" feeling.

But...please? :D

It's a big brass band out of Portland I used to go see all the time, and finally got around to seeing again when they were here in February. They are a performance art troupe in all fairness, but I've always been so impressed with their talent and accomplishments.

March Fourth Marching Band.

My favorite of their songs is probably Dynamite, but I also love Crackhaus, Pilot Erect, Delhi Belly, Happiness, Gospel, and a bunch of others.

I play their music when the sun is shining, when I need a happy and energetic mood, when I need motivation to do housework...it really picks me right up.

I've not heard of March Fourth, but are they part of the "Honk" genre? We've seen Honk fests a few times here, at the Harvard Square Oktoberfest. Crazy costumes, male and female, guerilla bands. Not necessarily swing music a la the 1940s.
 
Too much to catch up on and not enough time to write, so I'm just going to say yay on you for having fun with yourself, Punk, Miss Pixi, and the whole retro thing. I'm loving the selfies on FB! You look so stinkin' cute and happy! :D

Loved Miss Pixi's bangs, too - that 40s look is Fab (or whatever the "Fab" equivalent in 40s slang was). :)

Thanks YAH, I miss you! I hope you're doing OK.

Fab... how about swell or keen or cool, or even killer diller?

I need to grow out my hair some so I can do a better job with these hairstyles!
 
Killer diller, dollface! :D
Miss you as well! We'll have to resolve that, I think. Especially now that I've come up for air after work, vacation, and this "Cruise Crud" (bleh).

I've always loved 1940s style, and it's great to see you rockin' it. :cool:
 
Killer diller, dollface! :D
Miss you as well! We'll have to resolve that, I think. Especially now that I've come up for air after work, vacation, and this "Cruise Crud" (bleh).

I've always loved 1940s style, and it's great to see you rockin' it. :cool:

Another visit with cold beer on my hot deck, then chilling for dinner in the cool Pyrex Palace room. Killer diller! Some time this summer, for sure!
 
They're that good? they're playing here soon and I was pondering going to see them, hadn't committed or bought tickets yet though.

Yes. They are absolutely that good, and I guarantee you will have an amazing great time if you go see them.

They had a song in the closing credits of "Monsters University" (kids' film, Disney Pixar.) They went to China and toured as "UN Cultural Ambassadors."

They are amazing, and a ton of fun. And they've got some pretty cool indie art biz ethics, too, if that's your thing (it's my thing.) I am very self conscious about dancing...I'm not that good at it, and I'm paranoid about looking silly and being judged, so I almost never do it. At a March Fourth show...good luck NOT dancing. The hell with dignity, it's too much fun, you can't sit or stand still.

I've not heard of March Fourth, but are they part of the "Honk" genre? We've seen Honk fests a few times here, at the Harvard Square Oktoberfest. Crazy costumes, male and female, guerilla bands. Not necessarily swing music a la the 1940s.

I'm not sure about Honk, and I can't look up a vid at the moment because I'm at work. But they dress in wild patterns and colors, very circus feel. They've got stilt performers, those people that dangle from long sashes of cloth and do tricks in the air, and other acrobatics going on. The music is big brass band, marching band, jazz band...every kind of snazzy, brassy, percussive FUN you can think of. I wouldn't classify it as 40's or 50's retro though. But I absolutely did send mp3s of their tunes to my Grandma and my Great Aunt, who both loved to dance to big brass bands during those times...and they both loved it.

My grandma, may she rest in peace, lived that life. She ran off with a "bad boy" and they rode motorcycles with the Outlaws in the Pacific Northwest, and went dancing in the slightly sketchy music halls in Portland and northern California in the 40's, until Grandpa finally cleaned up his act and stopped drinking and they settled down some. She loved vaudeville and burlesque, too.
 
So, pixi was missed, but dinner with Punk and K went well. They both have the gift of gab. Sometimes I just sat back and listened to them hold forth.

K brought Pass the Pigs, so we played that after dinner. Then she wanted to watch a movie, and I'd recorded Vertigo so we settled on that. But it was slow moving at first, too slow for my ADHD bf, so Punk left at 8:30. Well, he'd gotten there at 3:30, so that was OK. But Miss Let's Watch a Movie had to go at 9, so I ended up watching the ending alone. lol

Pixi is having a great time in NY and decided to extend her visit til Sunday. I don't mind. I want her to have fun, and I am enjoying the break from tending the dog! I am seeing Punk tomorrow. I've got an old mattress that needs to go out to the curb, that we took out of the shed. It's been sitting under a tarp leaning on the deck, so we will carry it out together.

My man has offered to cook again. I suggested Italian and he is all over that.

Maybe I will see him Saturday too.

I should add, the swing dance thing... He was all into that Neo Swing fad back in the late 90s, took official dance lessons at Arthur Murray and everything. My dad and mom was swing dancers too, so I learned a bit from Dad, but I never had a bf (or husband) who knew how to dance.

............................................

Well, I never posted that, and now it's the next day. One more great date night with Punk. First he helped me with a couple household things with his man muscles. Then he made his great meatballs and sauce, and while that was cooking we had epic sex. Good lord, epic. After dinner, I showed him some pix of when I was younger. My wedding album from when I was 22! It was a 1920's themed wedding (since I've loved vintage all my life), and Punk loved it all.

It's been good for our relationship, I think, to have pixi away for a bit. Gives me more freedom to spend more time with him. And although it's not a problem to have pixi here, he does spend time talking to her when she's around. I feel it's helped in getting to know each other better. So nice.

He also showed me his Instagram of his latest wood inlay work, and I admired this super nice one, and he said it was mine if I wanted it. Awww! It has about 7 different kinds of wood in it, including mahogany. It's an abstract almost cubist flower motif.
 
Hubby took West Coast Swing lessons about 8-10 years ago. He was an instructor, too. He tried to teach me, but that didn't work out too well.
 
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