when i grow up

this post is probably gonna be all over the place. i have a dozen different things on my brain which is the cause for the jumbled but i’m gonna try to keep things in order. at some point during my babbling i am gonna try to cover fetlife, career changes, Daddy/Good Nyhte and pinup models. i told you it was all over the place so if you don’t wanna read it i understand totally.

okay i finally signed up on fetlife after serious encouragement from green lantern. as i described it to Daddy it’s sorta facebook for kink minded people. there are groups to join and friends to make and you can share as much or as little about yourself as you like. i’m waiting for Him to sign up so that i can finish one part of it and figure out how much He wants me to display on the page. right now mine is pretty bare and while i totally respect those who have their images there my brain was wondering about that. maybe i’m needlessly worried because my handles have never had anything to do with my real life but i’m always worried that a client or a colleague would see me. granted they would have to explain why they were there and they can’t really search for an image of me directly as long as i wasn’t silly enough to name the image red’s real name lol. that’s a perpetual debate for me. that’s why my image has never appeared here. i’ll email it to those that seem genuine that ask from time to time but in 3 years of blogging no red on the blog. ahh well i should figure that out.

Daddy is in Chicago right now. He’s there for work and i understand that but it so sucks not having Him to wake up to right now. especially now as i start my vacation and my mother is riding the last patient nerve i have into the ground. we’re trying to figure out if Christmas or New Year’s is feasible but that hasn’t been decided. however, we’re having fantastically silly conversations and He makes me smile every time we speak. that wouldn’t be different if He was here but i might be MIA from the blog again lol.

talking to Him lately has also made me think about what i’m doing now. how long i want to keep doing it and if i want to do something else. which is kinda leading to the whole pinup conversation as well. i love what i am able to do with my job. they allow me a lot of freedom and opportunities. however, after the year i’ve had emotionally and professionally i’m almost starting to feel burnt out. there are a couple of clients i want to get graduated but i don’t know if that is realistic for me. especially if Daddy and i pick a city and want to move there soon. plus i never really intended on doing this kind of work honestly, at least not full time. this is my sixth year doing full time clinical work which has been rewarding and appropriately challenging but my brain is really feeling fried. i miss teaching and the exchange that meeting with a semi interested group of students brings. i also slightly miss being able to do research because i have no damn time whatsoever to do that right now. that isn’t as big an issue for me though. the other thing that has come to my mind has been my writing. i’m doing a lot more of that now. more poetry lately but i have two books finished, one started, and an assortment of short stories ready. i’m not sure what stops me from looking at getting them published but there is definitely some nervousness there. not to mention there’s this other thing that has come to mind recently.

i am intensely fascinated with classic glamor and pinups. it goes along with my love of corsets and being sort of uber feminine from time to time. the thing that for some reason i just noticed is the almost complete lack of African American pinups. i say almost because there may be some i’m unaware of but really when i went looking for some tonight i came up with articles, some not really pinup drawings and a website that is preparing to launch but as of right now has no content. now i have recommitted myself to taking care of my middle bulge because i just bought the cutest corsets and i want them to HUG me tightly. that made me think about being a pinup model though. doing the contradictory corseted little girl images would so entertain me. especially if i did one like the ones i did for Daddy before He left. you know the coy finger in mouth images. i would try not to curl my hair too much before folks thought they were dealing with a 15 year old but it could be one. and that would be in complete defiance to my overprotective side with my pictures now. but i don’t think i’d be maintaining my current day job, at least not where i am now, if i was going to let it all hang out and just go all pinup. staying that cute would require more effort than i put in now. but i would love it on so many levels.

anyhoo, so many thoughts, so much to decide. if and when i ever make a decision lol i’m sure i’ll let you know hee hee.

see ya

2 thoughts on “when i grow up”

  1. Interesting thoughts. I’m curious about your FET-Life experiences. Let me know your impressions of hat site. I have wanted to join there, but I’m nervous about posting to much info.

  2. Be patient, I’m coming. You know how things are here, but don’t worry. I won’t spank you for rushing me. Daddy misses you too.

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