All that glitters

Posted on 27/05/2013 by Lanthie

I took up Belly Dancing earlier this year – another one of my personal challenges. We are now starting to get ready for our first showcase in early August. Rehearsals are well on their way already and we were told to start thinking about what costumes to wear.

Usually the costumes are coordinated on a group basis, but the “beginners” are allowed to wear a costume of their choosing. Our instructor has asked us to not spend a lot of money on our costume as it is a once off that we will be wearing it.

So I have spent the weekend at the local China mall here and managed to find bits and pieces that will do just fine as my costume (I hope).

I must admit it is a little bit of challenge imaging that I will have to wear this in public – and on a stage. I thought I would give you a glimpse of it. Will show the finished product off when it’s show time.

Wear Leather’s!

Posted on 25/05/2013 by Lanthie

It is my birthday this coming week – I’m turning 38 (again!). I’m not usually big on birthdays and don’t usually make a big deal out of my own – another year older is not something I like celebrating nowadays.

One of the things you would know about me if you knew me personally is that I HATE being in the limelight. Now don’t get me wrong – I LOVE my blog being in the limelight but personally, I am a behind the scenes person. So big parties and especially surprise parties are not ideal for me – especially when I am the main feature.

In case you hadn’t noticed – I have a slightly warped sense of humor. I love joking about my own sexuality and always have some form of tongue in cheek comment about sex or anything with a sexual connotation. The funny thing is, my brother and I were brought up very conservatively, and he shares my sense of humor and we have very weird conversations when we are together.

Anyway….. my brother calls me about 2 weeks ago and invites me to “dinner” on my birthday and won’t take no for an answer. Now this in itself is strange as he usually takes me out for lunch. We never go for dinner.

So I tell hubby later that night that my brother wants to take me for dinner for my birthday. It is a week day and I can’t see why hubby would have an issue with it – he is usually in bed asleep by 7 and we wouldn’t have done anything special for my birthday anyway – maybe an early dinner or something but hubby hates going out for dinner. However, hubby goes off on a tangent and is pissed that I am going with my brother and what about him and his plans for me.

So I drop the subject – It will resolve itself whatever and well, dinner or not is no big deal and quite honestly I have better things to worry about.

My brother then mentions to me a few days later that I have to “wear Leathers”. Now I am worried.

It is a little strange to be told to wear leathers for dinner. So I know something is up. I’m not sure what type of leathers either – are we talking leather trousers / leather skirt / leather jacket / jeans and leather jacket / chaps or perhaps the “collars and mask’s” type! (you never know with my brother)

I have the leather boots and jacket but anything more may need to be a shopping expedition!

My husband then comes home the other night and tells me that he has spoken to my brother and he has given me permission to go out with him (Yeah – my thoughts exactly – I’m like 2 years old all of a sudden and need permission!).

So I start asking questions about where we are going. My brother eventually tells me that we are going to a place called “Beefcakes“. I was curious so looked it up and of course the half naked guy in the logo catches my eye. I send my brother a message asking if he can arrange a lap dance. He thought I was very funny!

Beefcakes is a burger bar – but with a twist. They have themed evenings – with drag shows and boys only nights and girl only nights. Pop on over to the site to have a look.

So I am dying of curiosity to find out what he has planned. I strongly doubt we are actually going to Beefcakes, but who knows. As long as there are half naked men involved, I’ll forgive him for putting me in the spotlight!

Red Mini Skirts and Black Suspenders

Posted on 18/05/2013 by Lanthie

I have been eyeing out a red mini skirt at our local clothing store for about 6 months. Every time I go shopping, I threaten my sons that I am going to buy it, but never seem to work up the courage. I am a typical jeans and blouse / t-shirt kinda girl. I wear the odd sundress in summer but I am most comfortable in my jeans. I don’t get to go anywhere fancy so never really get to doll myself up.

So last week I decided to buy the red mini skirt – for no other reason than to wind my sons up. I also found a new pair of boots – finally admitted the last pair were a little too high and was never going to survive in them. The new pair are just above ankle length with the right size and height heel and are lace ups – Perfect in every way. (Cost a fortune but I wont tell hubby if you don’t) So I have the new boots and a red mini – what else do I wear them with? Found a very nice black shirt (with press stud buttons) and some black stockings to complete the package.

Tried it all on the other day and was very pleased with the look – the mini was not nearly as short as I thought and in fact came to about 2 inches above the knee – so not sure it can be described as a mini skirt anyway.

Decided to wear my new outfit this week, much to my sons disgust. Had endless remarks from them all day. Sitting in the car was the worst – son no 3 kept complaining that he could see my thighs and it is the last thing any kid wants to see (I have obviously brought up a bunch of prudes!).

I felt really good all day and decide to be a little more daring in future.

I am now on the look out for a black leather mini skirt. I could so make it work. Do you think that black stockings and suspenders may be pushing it a bit?

Blow Job of the Century

Posted on 16/05/2013 by Lanthie

I has been a momentus week for me – I have reached 100,000 views on my blog and in less than 2 years! A few months ago I would have been ecstatic to reach 50,000 on my second anniversary. And then about 2 months ago I upped my expectations to 75,000. So I have exceeded my expections by far and I have you all to thank.

So THANK YOU to all of you who do me the honour of reading and following my blog.

Now what does this have to do with Blow Jobs you may ask. Well there is a story. In fact I have written this story a few times and always end up deleting it as I just cannot get up the courage to press the PUBLISH button. You see I can write about blow jobs, orgasms, sex, penis sizes etc in general. But when it comes to the nitty gritty of the real personal side, I go all shy.

I made 2 promises to Hubby – the second promise was to tell this story publically if I reached 100,000 views in less than 2 years and the first promise is as follows. (I suggest that anyone who knows me personally go and read someone elses blog or go and make a cup of tea. I would hate to try and look you in the eye after this. And a note to my sons – you do not want to read on and it will give you nightmares!)

Hubby has had a weight issue for many many years – in fact most of our married life. It started off with IBS and then he had complications of diverticular disease and ended up having a huge chunk of his large colon removed about 10 years ago and his weight just seemed to increase as the years went by. I made a promise to him about 12 years ago that if he ever lost weight and got down to 100kg’s, I would give him a “blow job“. I was hoping it would be motivation enough for him to make the effort to lose the weight. In our 25 years of marriage, I have never been able to give hubby a BJ – yeah I know, I am a cruel wife!

Last year in May, hubby had a gastric bypass. Since then he has lost over 60kg’s. He reached the 100kg mark about 2 months ago. And hubby was of course quick to politey remind me of my promise. At first I felt obliged to fulful my promise. But then when push came to shove, I chickened out. You see I just cannot do it.

Hubby makes a habit of reminding me of my promise regularly. And I swallow hard (excuse the pun) and toy with the idea…….. and then chicken out. I just cannot do it!

So it looks like dear hubby will have to do without the pleasure. Unless of course he decides to trade me in for a newer model!

Don’t Hate The Bieber!

Posted on 13/05/2013 by Lanthie

So I am really splashing out and seeing another show tonight. I am sitting back in the Stadium Management Suite at FNB Stadium to see Justin Bieber. Please don’t hate me for it. I have had so many fellow bloggers and friends telling me I’m crazy and how can I tolerate him. He is nothing but a spoilt brat. But quite honestly I know so little about this young man and he is in the media so much, I thought I would come see for myself what all the hype is about. I have a totally open mind.

I left home early afternoon, only to hit an accident on the Freeway. Was stuck in the back-log for almost 2 hours. Most of the traffic were all Bieber fans on their way to the show. Everyone with a sunroof had it open with young girls hanging out. Car windows all open and again young girls hanging out. Some with Bieber masks. Some with Bieber written in their foreheads. Some with hearts inked on their cheeks and arms. Some with Bieber caps and other regalia on. The vibe in the traffic was amazing. People walking and chatting to others. Times like this it is great to be part of the crowd.

Finally got past the accident scene and was at the stadium in no time. There was no backlog of traffic like there was yesterday. However parking areas were full – apparently some people had been queuing since 4am. Now I am once again parked in the stadium basement but to get there is a mission. Not helped by the police and security not knowing how to direct me (Even though I know where I need to go).

Eventually found myself back in the suite eating pizza. I would come to see any show here just for the pizza. They have opened the room up next to the suite as well – loads if teenyboppers here with their parents.

6pm arrived – opening act is Locnville. They are hugely popular here and known for their song Sun In My Pocket – one of my favourites.

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Once their act finished, the great debate started – how late was Bieber going to be. I found myself standing next to the Promoter and he explained that there was a countdown clock which is displayed on the screens 10 minutes before he appears. It was estimated that he was going to be at least half an hour late though. And within 30 seconds of saying that, the countdown clock started. We all thought someone had made a mistake and after much walky-talking, it was confirmed that he was indeed going to be on time and the countdown clock was correct. Apparently the first time in ages that The Bieber was on time! He came on stage at 7pm exactly.

Everytime the clock counted down a minute, the crowd went nuts. As it hit zero, the stadium shook from all the screaming. I tried to film (below) it but not sure I can do it justice.

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I have a compilation CD in my car which I listen to everyday and one of the songs is called Beauty and the Beat. It is actually one of my favourite songs at the moment. Little did I know it was one of Justin Biebers songs. Perhaps I should be paying more attention to the actual artists in future.

His final encore song was of course Baby Baby. And the reaction from the crown was just indescribable. Thought the building was going to crumble underneath me from all the noise. The show ended early – 8.30pm in fact. Show was planned to finish early as it was a school night.

I had a thoroughly enjoyable evening actually. I thought Bieber was spectacular on stage. He is in every way an amazing showman. He has a fanbase and they love him. And he deserves the respect from everyone else – regardless of whether you like him or not.

I took some pics which I thought I’d share.

Happy Mother’s Day

Posted on 12/05/2013 by Lanthie

Happy Mother’s day to all the MOMMIES out there. I feel a little under the weather this morning after getting home in the early hours after the Bon Jovi concert. Kids still asleep and Hubby is already at the stadium for the Justin Bieber show tonight.

Apparently the kids are taking me out for breakfast – more like lunch at this rate. Got cards from the kids – had a laugh at Son no 3’s comments:

Stepping out with Bon Jovi

Posted on 12/05/2013 by Lanthie

I thought I’d get out of my comfort zone again today. I’ve decided to go to our very own FNB stadium (the largest stadium in South Africa) and see Bon Jovi in concert. I’m generally not wild about large crowds or concerts. FNB Stadium is our flagship stadium holding about 95,000 people and was the main stadium for the Fifa 2010 World Cup. Hubby is part of the Executive Stadium Management so Moi got special suite tickets and parking in the basement.

We left home early to avoid the traffic. Got to about 10km away from the stadium and hit traffic – it was all bumper to bumper. So we pulled out and went to another off ramp past the stadium and got off there which was much easier. Debating the parking was an epic on its own. It’s fine and well having basement parking but you need to get there first. Anyway, we eventually made our way to the parking and got a bay right outside the door to the lift (perfect!)

Hubby met us and escorted us up to the suite. We were the first ones there. Decided to get a glass of red wine much to Hubby and Son no 1 ‘s disgust – apparently I am driving later. I politely told them I am driving in about 6 hours time so they must keep their pants on.

I took loads of pics and was inundated with people coming up to me to say hello. I don’t come to the stadium often and being one the the bosses wives, I was THE person to be nice too. The waiters kept bringing food to the table. A plate of pizza was first up – yummy!

Finally 6.30pm arrived and the opening act arrived in stage – Daniel Baron. A fairly new artist in South Africa. This was the biggest audience he had ever played to.

Second act was Elvis Blue who is one of my favourite South African artists. Absolutely love his music.

Eventually 8.30pm arrived and Bon Jovi appeared on stage. The crowd went absolutely wild. It is definitely a show for a more mature audience and I was surprised by the welcome they gave him and the continuous interaction from them.

Bon Jovi on stage

The show was sold out. An amazing crowd.

And some more general pics below:

I had a great evening. The show finished at around midnight and I got home at about 1.30am. The traffic getting out of the stadium was an absolute nightmare.

I’m doing this all over again tomorrow night. I am going to see what all the fuss is about and going to see Justin Bieber. (I am going with an open mind.)

The Art Of Self Pleasure

Posted on 09/05/2013 by Lanthie

I have been married for a lifetime. I am not that old though, having been married at 21. But as most (nearly) middle aged women would agree with, after a certain stage, sex is not quite the same with your dearest beloved. It is not that you love them any less, it is just a different type of love I suppose. It is a life long love that endures all evils. A comfort zone. A best friend zone.

There are all sorts of challenges one has to deal with. Managing my own business and bringing up 4 boys has been a full time job on its own for me and I can tell you that there is nothing sexy about any of this. It leaves me tired and not even a little interested in the bedroom department. Menopause of course also leaves one even less interested.

Dearest hubby of course is still a typical male – he wants and could have sex 50 times a day – with 10 minute intervals between each session if you know what I mean. And I hate to admit that I spend a lot of time coming up with excuses as to why I’m not in the mood.

I needed to go shopping the other morning for groceries and I needed some new underwear. My lacy nothings are really starting to look like bedraggled nothings. So hubby decided to tag along. Now I knew this was a mistake. I ended up buying all sorts of lacy nothings that I would never wear – mostly due to the fact that I would be more covered wearing a string of pearls. But anyway, I humored dearest and at least I will have a selection of lacy nothings in the draw so that if ever I pass into the next life, would embarrass the hell out of my sons when emptying out my drawers. (Message to sons – I told you guys I’d get my own back one day…)

Hubby of course is now in a suggestive mood when we get home and is trying to convince me to go to the bedroom for a little hanky panky. I’m of course not in the mood. So I jokingly said “hasn’t he learnt the art of self pleasure yet”. He thought this was funny. He replied “can I show him how”.

So it got me thinking. I think so many marriages would be much happier after a certain number of years if both sexes agreed that self pleasure (and i don’t mean the sort where you are being watched) was OPENLY on the table and perhaps allowing a little hanky panky on the side to relieve some of the sexual burden on each other. Don’t think of it as cheating but as a supplement to a otherwise perfect marriage.

I am sure many of us do the self pleasure thing on occassion and would die of embarrasement if our partners found out, but I really think it is something that should be made part of your daily routine and we should not feel embarrased about it.

A fellow blogger posted a poem the other day which I thought was perfect for this post so I asked her if she would mind if I used it. So with thanks to Kitt Crescendo from The Inner Wildkat…..

Enjoy!

Soft touch
glide on scented
skin.
The reverent kiss
of finger tips
follow
curve
of breast
and hip.
Warm response,
arched back,
hardened buds,
taut;
seeking
heated suction
or cruel bite…
Aching.
Hand delves down,
discovers
center of my universe…
Wet welcome
permeates the air.
Hips raise,
meet seeking touch…
Beg to be filled.
Quick thrust,
fingers
strong and sure.
Once,
and again.
Light sheen glistens
Body uncontrolled.
Friction heats
tiny bud
bursts…
Red lips
raised in supplication.
“Oh, God!”

Messages on a Board – 16th Birthday Gift List

Posted on 06/05/2013 by Lanthie

Son no 3 turns 16 on Thursday this week. He has been looking forward to this day for so long and it has been all he can talk about for weeks. He is now at the “legal” age to be allowed to have sex apparently (he is under the impression that the female species are all going to start throwing themselves at him now that he is 16 / legal!

So today I found another message on my board in the kitchen:

Item no 1:

The list of music he wants is as follows (I must be getting old as I don’t recognise anything – suppose I can splash out on some iTunes Vouchers:

Pierce the veil (albums)

-collide with the sky

-selfish machine

– a flair for the dramatic

– a celebration of an ending

for all those sleeping (albums)

– cross your fingers

– the lies we live

of mice and men (albums)

– of micr and men

– the flood

sleeping with sirens (albums)

– with ears to see and eyes to hear

– lets cheer to this

black veil brides (albums)

– wretched and divine : the story of the wild ones

– we stitch these wounds

tonight alive (albums)

– what are you so scared of?

– all shapes and disguises

breath caroline (albums)

– hello fascination

– hello is that you…

– its classy, not classic

– savages

mayday parade (albums)

– a lesson in romantics

– anywhere but here

– mayday parade

the word alive (albums)

– deceiver

woe is me (albums)

– bracket

– genesi[s]

Item No 2:

Box of Condoms – This one goes without saying and it is the first thing I have given all my sons when they have turned 16. May be a controversial issue but I would rather they had them and used them than have their lives messed up by unwanted STD’s or pregnancies. It is not to say I condone or encourage the use thereof…. (PS – Son no 1 and 2 were both finished all their schooling and in serious relationships the first time they used them)

Item No 3:

Tattoo – Still under much debate in our house. Hubby has agreed to it and it looks like a done deal. I have emphasized over and over again the consequences thereof and all I can do is remember to say “I told you so” in years to come.

So I hope all his dreams come true and wish him a very happy birthday week! (Love you my son!)

The Birds and The Bees

Posted on 03/05/2013 by Lanthie

Today I would like to introduce you to one of my dearest friends, Marcia. We met just after she first started blogging and I found myself in a “menopausal” state. Her blog indexed well in google so I clicked on the link and found her blog to be well worth revisiting again and again. I eventually got in touch with her and over the last year or so we have become great friends. We often find ourselves comparing notes on all things – especially relating to menopause and men and find ourselves chatting well into the night on occasion.

So we have decided to draw up a list of 10 sexy questions and answers and post them on each others sites.

Please pop over to Marcia’s Menopausal Mother’s blog to read my answers, and welcome Marcia to my blog and see her answers below.

Enjoy!

I am so excited to be guesting on Life Cherries today! Lanthie is one of the first people I met in the blogosphere when I first started blogging, and she has become a dear friend to me this past year.

When we came up with this idea of sharing 10 sexy questions about ourselves, it was a no-brainer to flip blog sites for the day and guest on each other’s page. So here you have it—Menopausal Mother is airing out her dirty laundry for all to see and feeling a bit naked in the process (anybody got an extra towel or a bathrobe I can cover myself up with?).

1) What turns you on most about the opposite sex?

The first thing I notice about a man is his eyes. I don’t need words. Just. Look. At. Me. I can tell a lot about a man by watching his eyes. The other thing that turns me on is a man’s laughter. Intelligence and humor are important, but the thing that tugs at my heart the most is a man’s soft side…someone who is not afraid to show compassion, his tears and his love.

2) How would you indicate to a man that you are interested in him?

I’d make eye contact. A lot. And I would flirt, but not to the point of being obnoxious. I’d laugh at all his jokes and show him that I am genuinely interested in his life, in a nice way–not a stalker-ish way! I’m the queen of dropping subtle hints but if he doesn’t pick up on them, I’d be forced to tell him how I really felt…never mind—-I couldn’t do that. Fear of rejection would get in the way. I’d write him a letter or a poem or maybe bake him a rum cake….

3) What was your worst date ever?

My freshman year in college I was shy and uncomfortable in a new city, so a few friends took pity on me and set me up on a blind date to attend our sorority formal dance. This weasely-looking dude comes to pick me up and encourages me to “loosen up” with some rum and coke. I’d never had it before and was deceived by its sweetness. Needless to say, I spent the entire evening with my head in the toilet in the ladies’ room. I begged my “date” to drive me home, but he was having too much fun with his buddies to bother helping me. Longest. Night. Ever.

4) What’s your most embarrassing or funny romantic encounter?

It involved whipped creme. Don’t ask. I can only tell you one very important rule from this experience—-do NOT leave dairy products on your skin for any length of time or else you will end up smelling worse than Limburger cheese.

5) What was your worst romantic flop experience?

When we were still newlyweds, my husband and I ate dinner at a very upscale restaurant to celebrate a birthday. The food was delicious, so we ate a LOT. Too much. Once home, we got amorous despite our full bellies. The moment we finished, we both made a run for the bathroom and promptly threw up our dinners–me at the toilet and he at the sink. Now how romantic is that?

6) Where is the most public place you have had an amorous encounter?

I can only pick one? A shop. A concert. The beach. A lighthouse. And a place I’m too ashamed to admit because I’m probably going to burn in hell for it. Don’t judge—it was long ago and far away in a land called, Young And Stupid.

7) Favorite time of the day for romance?

I’m a night owl, so any time after midnight works for me. It has NOTHING to do with the fact that darkness and moonlight totally enhance a body and hides all the flaws….

8) What’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever done?

Fishing topless at a lake. WHAT??? It was hot out! I needed a tan anyway….

9) How many times have you been in love?

Is there “The One” who got away? Five. I’m a romantic, what can I say? I was actually engaged once before—I cancelled the wedding just a few months before the Big Day after EVERYTHING was already paid for and reserved. I even had my bridal gown and all the bridesmaid dresses. All the other relationships just ran their course except for one, and he broke my heart. He’s also the one who got away.

10) What is your ideal date?

Being outdoors! Anything that involves gardens, wine, good food and a lot candles. I prefer being outdoors in the evening for a romantic picnic–throw in a full moon and I am one happy girl. Oh, and chocolate. Don’t forget the chocolate!

Now you really DO know more about Menopausal Mother than you probably wanted. But let’s just keep all this between us now, shall we!

Hope you enjoyed our little collaboration. I for one would love to have Marcia guest on my blog again sometime.

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