Forum posts made by castlequeen

Star Wars, I like all of them. Screw all the haters.

Dune- Interesting Film, not as good as the book (but then films generally aren't).

Stargate- started off the longest running Sci-Fi series ever. Very underated film

Longest running sci-fi series ever?

Do the words Dr. Who hold any meaning to you?
1963-now is pretty long.....

We put the hot tub in the back yard for that very reason...it's also where we conceived our child!

If he's got the presence of mind to kiss me while he's inside of me? My god, what a turn on!!!! Of course, tons of kissing is the rule for us. We'll be the ones getting in trouble when we're in the old folks home for being so openly affectionate with each other.

Never did it for money, but hubby and I play "Hooker and the John" from time to time, he does get mad when I keep the cash though...:-) Although recently I did go on a "paid date consultation". A co-worker who had to keep herself distant as she was seeing the man in a professional capacity (psychology), was dealing with a gentleman who had some serious social issues due to a repressive upbringing. She'd asked me for some advice on the matter and we decided to that he simply needed to be around a woman who was not threatening or intimidating to him, but would simply be kind and nice to help him find some self confidence in a social situation. Obviously a prostitute was unethical and illegal, and even if we stipulated no sex, what if the woman got caught from a previous record, etc.? It would ruin the guy. I had stepped into her office once when I didn't realize she was in session with the guy, and afterward he'd told he thought I was attractive. (What?!?) She told him I was married but I was very nice to spend time with. Then she asked him if he would like to have lunch with me, clearly stating that it was lunch and nothing more, and I'd simply be a non-judgmental woman who would help him with his social anxieties. He then asked if he'd have have to pay me! She called me in a day later and we all discussed it. I would simply have a nice lunch, and give him some pointers on dealing with women, help him with his shyness and other issues, and that there was absolutely nothing else in it. He offered to pay for the meal and we agreed on 60.00.

We met three days later at a nice restaurant and even though it was clearly not a "romantic" date, he'd brought a few daisies as he thought I might like that. I thought it was very sweet. We had a nice lunch, and there were a number of times where he would freeze up, I got him to open up about his upbringing and reassure him that although his mother and an older sister had been very hard on him, not all women were like that. Then the discussion turned to relationships and he confessed to being so horribly shy that he was literally petrified at the thought of asking a woman out and told me that our lunch was the first time he'd ever eaten alone with a woman who wasn't a relative. We wound up going well over the agreed upon time and I felt I'd helped him a bit. My co-worked told me that it had done wonders. Great! Except he wanted to know how he would conduct himself on an actual date! We agreed upon 180.00, and he asked a million questions about what he should wear, where would we go, etc. It was quite charming. It went well, he held the door for me, opened the restaurant door for me, forgot to help me with my chair, but I told him it was quite all right. Then he went into what we'd called "agreeable discussion", which consisted of the weather, sports, music and film. I found him a nice enough guy, and a very well educated film fan, and even though he thought the Seahawks were better than my Raiders, we got along all right, and he remembered the thing I'd told him about when a date states a clear opinion that she strongly holds, don't challenge it on a first date! He said the Seahawks were the best in the NFC while the Raiders were probably the best in the AFC and wouldn't it be great if they met in the Superbowl! (That scenario will cause a war in my household) When all was said and done, his confidence soared and although I made it clear that it was merely a polite one, I gave him a fairly solid goodnight kiss and told him that if he kept up on his efforts, he'd have no trouble on a real date.

When I got home hubby asked me if I'd ever really do the deed for cash and I told him I would......just that Bill Gates wasn't likely to be offering and there weren't many others with the amount it would take!

Every woman is different, but take your time, it's not a race! I find that intense sucking of my lips followed by sucking the clit really hard will bring about an intense orgasm...above all, ASK her what she likes!

Hubby does his fair share, and it certainly doesn't make him less of a man, in fact, when I come home from work and he's got the place spotless and our daughter all cleaned up, it's kind of a turn on that he's so thoughtful.

I was raised in northern California where it was soda or coke, but up here in Washington, it's "pop" to pretty much everyone.

Well, my University of Washington Huskies are expecting to win at least 9 games, and possibly challenge USC for the Pac 12 title. God, that sounded so funny, no, we'll try to win the big games, miss out on the good stuff and lord it over WSU in the Apple Cup...

My parents and I had some obvious disagreements, and my father could be quite cruel at times. When I was getting ready to go off to my freshman year in college, my mom asked if I had everything ready and I told her I wanted to buy a few new bras. Dad smirked and said "Do you actually need one yet?" because I wasn't exactly busty. Jeez, thanks, Dad...you asshole.

Hubby's roughly ten years older than me, and I have no problem with it at all. I'll take him anywhere and show him off.

my husband

Ladies room at Sak's

I do love my dessert wines, but a recent power outage led to an impromptu block party at a neighbor's house where vodka and cran was done with the whipped cream vodka? delicious!!! We now keep a bottle chilling in our fridge.

Powerpop!!! jangling guitars, tambourines, 3 or 4 part harmonies and great hooks? I loooove it.
I also listen to:
Classical
Classic rock (oh yeah, Mick's still got it)
Some punk, but mostly the poppier side of it like Green Day.

As a teenager, my brother and I laughed our butts off over the fact that his insurance cost more than mine, but I was waaay more likely to get tickets! I, however, could talk (cry) my way out of tickets well into my 20's. "My father will KILL me if I get a ticket!" I'm still a speed demon today, but only when my daughter's not in the car. Damn it all, I've actually grown up.
Regarding women drivers, the so-called bad women drivers are really just being too cautious. Don't let the car control you, you control the car, girls! Racing women, I like Ashley Force and Muldowney because they EARNED their rides. Danica got her for being "cute" and being willing to pose half naked. Plus, I don't like her snotty attitude, you've had the world handed to you, girl, show a little appreciation. I often wonder if my father had let me race if I'd have done well at it, in various practices, I was always very fast.

Let's see, as a powerpop fan, I've met:
Fountains Of Wayne, here in Seattle, all nice guys.
Matthew Sweet, back in my California days, god I would have soooo done him if he'd been interested.
Bowling For Soup (although I think they were confused by the 40-ish mother who is not typical of their fans)
Squeeze (kinda standoffish, but they all signed autographs)
Teenage Fanclub (some of the nicest guys, ever)
and virtually every member of OK-Go is pleasant, kind and sweet. I saw them starting out and they were very nice, and I saw them after the big hits and they were even nicer. Put Damien Kulash on my celebrity cheat list.

I met Chuck Berry once as he popped into my work and asked directions.

Several Sharks and Canucks players after games, but I envy any girl who got to meet Ray Bourque!

At a film festival, I got to meet Eva Marie Sainte, Tippi Hedren and Janet Leigh and they were all very polite.

This one can still make me laugh until I cry:
http://www.youtube.com/embed/7Gh0Q-BQXMQ

Great dorm prank that I pulled quite successfully in school. We had 6 rooms, two girls each on each floor, with a bathroom that had 2 showers and ONE water heater! So if you were one of the last girls in, the odds were you had almost no hot water left. However, we all got along and staggered our times enough that it wasn't too bad. Second semester, new girl shows up and she's in there for 45 minutes to an hour every damned time, and simply killing the hot water, either making us take a colder shower or wait for the heater to warm up more water. I asked a friend who worked at the campus pharmacy for some gelatin capsules, and I filled them carefully with industrial duty yellow food coloring and assembled them. Then another girl and I took the shower heads apart, and put several of them in each shower head, and reassembled the shower heads. Sure enough, little miss snotty britches dives into the shower and prepares to hog it for an hour or so, but gee, in only a few minutes the hot water dissolved the capsules and left her thinking that there was a horrible problem with the plumbing. Her screams echoed throughout the building and we all laughed ourselves silly. By the way, the heavy duty food color tends to stick on your skin for a day or three.

My second favorite prank costs about 25.00 or more, but it's one of the best. When I got my first job in my field, I was making better money than I'd ever had in the past, and I spent the first few paychecks on some nicer clothes, etc. and a few other luxuries, but what I really wanted to do was move into a nicer place. I found a wonderful apartment I could afford, with a very nice landlord who took great care of us. Then, I wanted to throw a housewarming party and go all out, best of food, the best wines and drinks, etc. I checked ahead of time and my landlord said "No problem, just keep the noise to a minimum.". Well, my brother had come up from California to visit and attend the party, and he helped me concoct one of the most evil pranks ever. We took a twenty dollar bill, and glued it into the bottom of my toilet that he had disconnected and dried out carefully. It would just show a bit from the top. Then he put about fifty coats of clear varnish or lacquer over the top of it. He put the toilet back together and got the water flowing again. The night of party, he went to a 99 cent store, and bought about 20 of those blue toilet bowl cleaners and put them in the tank. The water was a lovely navy blue color as a result, but you could see the 20 dollar bill easily enough. We laughed harder and harder with each person that came out of my bathroom with a blue arm and an embarrassed look on their face! When I had a minor plumbing issue about a year later, I apologized to my landlord for the glued in money, but when I explained about the prank, he was laughing too hard to be mad. He said when I moved he'd recommend the prank to whomever moved in after me. When hubby and I bought our house, the guest bathroom was equally set up, and once again, I laughed all night long at our housewarming party.

Lean Cuisine Swedish Meatballs. Small price to pay for teppenyaki the other night.

Mainly second trimester, but ohhhhhh yes.

As I was El Geekoid in my youth, I didn't care, as long as a guy actually paid some attention to me I was happy. (Pathetic, yes) In college I dated both a Hispanic guy and an Asian guy and my folks went insane over it. Both of them treated me nicely, both of them made me happy (at the time) so I just didn't see any big deal. Still don't see it myself. As long as the guy's nice, and frankly, there's assholes of all races, creeds and colors. I will confess to digging Asians as far as girls go, but then, that's just a fantasy (Asians AND Sandra Bullock).

Racism, however, SUCKS. You can't say that "all blacks" or "all whites", because that is just incredibly stupid. I did have some ask me if I was prejudiced towards anyone, and I replied, "Yes, bigoted assholes."

Some of them are pretty enough eye candy, but then I think of how inexperienced they are (no sweetie, just because you got laid a lot doesn't mean you're experienced) and how little we would actually have to say to each other, then I realize how much better the older guys are....

The whole face fucking/gagging thing just....pisses me off. I love pleasing him with my mouth, but the whole ramming it in there until I'm gagging thing shows me a profound lack of respect for me as a partner. I'm sucking it because I truly enjoy pleasing him that way, but he's not controlling or forcing me in any way, which makes it all the more of a turn on for ME! Besides guys, if you're ramming it into her throat, you never know what a gag reflex can do to a girl's mouth, like, say, cause it to clamp shut suddenly?
Ever think of that while you're enjoying your porn of some poor girl getting throat reamed?

Hey now, ALL of my avatar pics have been colorized by ME!

When hubby proposed to me, we had a talk a few days later that lasted for about five hours. We discussed many things, including the fact that he's quite a bit older than me. We made a very solemn vow that we would encourage each other in keeping in the best shape possible for the rest of our lives. Not that we're workout freaks or anything, but we both walk regularly, he does a series of situps and pushups every day and I do a basic aerobics routine every day. We also try to eat as healthy as we can, with the understanding that we're never going to be perfect. Do we slip from time to time? Hell, yes, we do! The trick is the support and love of your partner for me. After the baby, I felt horrible, and looked worse. While we had a few sexual issues, he NEVER once let on that I was less than the hottest, most desirable woman alive. When I cried as I looked at my belly and gigantic ass in the mirror, he was there to tell me he loved me unconditionally. He did, and still would if I hadn't gotten myself back in the shape, but the support gave me the attitude of "If he still loves me when I look like THIS, he's gonna be even MORE turned on when I get back to my best!" With that kind of encouragement, it wasn't that hard to motivate myself.
I think it's a part of a great relationship, that your partner makes you want to be at your best. I also think that some of these relationships where things have soured were never all that strong in the first place, and letting themselves go is just one of many problems, chief among them being a lack of communication .

Teppenyaki!!! We have the most mazing place here in Seattle for it. My little girl just loves watching the cook flip things in the air, but I can imagine her trying it herself with toy food. As long as it's with toy knives and forks....lol

Ladies room at Saks.

Hubby finds stock illustrations and I color them!

I don't understand it myself, but I agree with the thought that you have to love yourself first to be truly happy. I'd gotten my career in order, gotten my self esteem in order, and my health in order, and I was plenty happy by myself. Some of my friends had gotten married, and a few wondered why I wasn't pushing the issue. I told them that my life was just that, MY life, and it was fine the way it was. Of course, when you're not looking for it, you get hit hard and fast. I was NOT looking when the guy apologized for taking the last of the soy milk at my favorite coffee place, and the sparks fired right up! However, had he never shown up, I'd still be happy with what I've done in my life. However, had I not married, I would have eventually wanted a child, because I feel so...complete as a mother.

I'm all for being nice, but it's really irritating when the first question a guy posts is about how big I like cocks to be. How about searching, and how about not being an obvious ass?