Pleasure Pamela

I’d decided to make a follow-up appointment for a bikini wax at the local salon. It’s been three weeks and my appointment is next week. 

Since I usually do my waxing at home and I shave the more delicate bits, it’s driving me a little batty being all unkempt down there.

I have a feeling next week’s appointment is going to be a bit more painful than the last session because hair will be yanked from additional places that she couldn’t get last time. 

Why do I do this to myself? It’s not like anyone is going to be seeing me naked anytime soon.

Playing with my hair. I think this is my favorite go-to hair for Bikram hot yoga. It keeps my hair out of my face and off of my neck, and it doesn’t interfere with any postures. 

Sure, ponytails and braids are faster and easier, but hair still flops around and depending on where they’re placed, they interfere with a few postures. 

My hair is so thick and heavy, I can’t do a topknot without breaking hair ties to get one to hold and without using a bunch of hairpins that’ll poke my head. 

I just need to pick up the pace on actually getting my hair up and cutting down the number of tries before I get it right. It’s one of those braids that’s much easier to do if I was braiding someone else’s hair rather than my own. 

Ah well, it’s up and done. :-p

~6.11.2014

Playing with my hair. I think this is my favorite go-to hair for Bikram hot yoga. It keeps my hair out of my face and off of my neck, and it doesn’t interfere with any postures.

Sure, ponytails and braids are faster and easier, but hair still flops around and depending on where they’re placed, they interfere with a few postures.

My hair is so thick and heavy, I can’t do a topknot without breaking hair ties to get one to hold and without using a bunch of hairpins that’ll poke my head.

I just need to pick up the pace on actually getting my hair up and cutting down the number of tries before I get it right. It’s one of those braids that’s much easier to do if I was braiding someone else’s hair rather than my own.

Ah well, it’s up and done. :-p

~6.11.2014

A part of my dream life.

A part of my dream life.

Kinda funny.

Last night, I’d realized that I pretty much have my own little pillow menu on my bed. I have my memory foam pillow (which is about due to be replaced), my awesome “like resting my head on a fluffy, yet firm and soft cloud” Downlite pillow (which I’d ordered after an amazing night’s sleep at Hotel Ignacio in St. Louis, and some other random pillow that’s kind of firm and designed for “side sleepers”.

So depending on my mood and my neck’s needs, that’s the pillow I go with. The other two are placed on either side of me so that I have my little “nest” action going on.

Even when I was on the road, every night in my hotel bed, I’d make my nest. It’s just more comfy and comforting for me. :-p

Ahhh… The #njoy “fun wand” is still one of my faves.

There’s just something about the weighty, smooth, and cool-to-the-touch stainless steel.

Toys don’t always have to vibrate to be a good time. ;-)

~6.4.2014

As it gets hotter, I may have to instate a “no clothes” rule in my home.

Could I get paid to travel the world, eat awesome food, and visit all things having to do with the sex toy industry? Is that a thing? Could it be?

So the other day, I thought I’d be a little girly and test out this whole headband curling thing again. I’d tried it last week, but only had had my hair for for maybe 2 or 3 hours, instead of overnight, so I had a little bit of body, but no real curl.

This time, I wrapped my hair up and went to sleep with it up. I’m going to say that I was a little nervous about having it wrapped in the headband all night because I move around a lot and thought my hair would get really tangled up somehow. That first time, I didn’t take it slowly when I was taking my hair down and I ended up with my hair knotted up around the back of the headband where my ends were wrapped. It was so bad, I was ready to cut it out. 

So… up went my hair around the headband and to sleep I went.

The next morning, after getting dressed to run around, I took my hair down, making sure that I took my time getting the back unwrapped. Once my hair was down, I just combed thru it with my fingers and was ready to go. 

You can see that my bangs were curled up off of my forehead and out of my eyes. That was different. My forehead hasn’t been hair-free without the use of a headband for forever. 

Since I’ve gone “no-poo”, I didn’t use any styling products, so I had no idea how long the curls would last. My hair doesn’t hold curl that well because it’s so heavy. 

The last pic you see is about 4 or 5 hours later before I got ready for Bikram class.  And you’ll see that some curls were still hanging in there. The back of my hair wasn’t as curly because it didn’t stay wrapped up as well, but there was still something at least. I liked that my bangs stayed curled and off my face for yoga.

I am going to say this… my hair is long, as you can see. So it gets a little sketchy when I get the back part of the wrapping because I have A LOT of hair that has to get up in there. And that’s where I run the risk of a massively knotted mess. Just take it slow and easy.

All in all, I think it as a success though! No curlers, no heat, no styling tools. Score!

If you’d like to see how it’s done, click here to watch the video I’d watched.

~5.21.2014

mylawofattractionlife:

It takes just a small amount of effort to create good momentum.

mylawofattractionlife:

It takes just a small amount of effort to create good momentum.

Even my pillow mocks me…

Even my pillow mocks me…

I really am just too food-driven.

If I had to choose between sex and food, I’m afraid of what I’d choose.

Lunette and me. The saga continues some more…

So this is part of a series of posts that are going to be very TMI.

**WARNING: If you’re grossed out by the things things like menstrual blood and such, I highly recommend moving on to different posts. **

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5.14.2014: Oh man… Another attempt to remove the Lunette cup. Hallelujah!!!

I got that bugger out in just under a minute and a half!!! Yay! I got hold of it and kept pulling and getting a better hold of the bottom while making sure that I kept that hold because I didn’t want it to pop back up inside.

Of course I’d texted someone about it all proud of myself. And she replied that at a minute and a half, that’s still a long time.

Hey, when it took so long the last few times that my leg shook from the effort, I’m calling this a win and giving myself a gold star. :-)

Lunette and me. The saga continues…

So this is part of a series of posts that are going to be very TMI.

**WARNING: If you’re grossed out by the things things like menstrual blood and such, I highly recommend moving on to different posts. **

This post was drafted 3 days ago (day #1) of this menstrual cycle.

Attempt #2. Bloody fingers. Bloody fingers! ugh.

Had to “check to make sure there was a seal” with the cup in place. That meant inserting a finger and feeling around the cup. It doesn’t go all the up inside to rest under the cervix like you may think. It sits lower and depends on a seal being made with the vaginal walls. No seal and you can have leakage. So I checked. And naturally, my fingertips get some menstrual blood on them. Ugh. Something didn’t feel quite right though. The little stem thing was kind of poking parts and I could tell that if it kept poking, bits were going to be really irritated and I’d just be miserable.

What did that mean? That I’d have to do the part that I hate — the removal. My mind kept flashing back to my first experience with the Lunette. Oh man. What if it takes that long again??? I tried to calm myself down and mentally prepare. Just relax. Just have to get my fingers up in there, grip the grippy things on the underside of the cup, give it a little squeeze to break the seal, and remove. Should be easy peasy. “Should” being the key word. And I couldn’t be late for hot yoga either. It had to be done. No one likes an irritated vulva (come on, why couldn’t it have a prettier name? Vulva).

Let’s just say it took about 5 minutes of trying to relax, bearing down to push it down more, tugging on the stem even though I’m not really suppose to (how else was I going to get my fingertips onto the bottom of the damn cup?!?), and sheer determination to get to yoga on time to get that baby out, rinsed quickly, folded back up and shoved inside.

I tried to get it up there a little farther before it popped open into place. It’s kind of like an upside umbrella that popped open automatically. Weird comparison, I know. It just came to me.

And here I am at the end of the night. I was dreading have to remove it before bed. It was time to do it. The manual suggests emptying the cup several times per day, though can be worn for up to 12 hours. If I got it over with before bed, I could take care of it around lunch and not have to worry about it until after yoga tomorrow night. The dreaded removal.

Attempt #3. This one felt almost like forever. Not as long as the first attempt, but long enough. The cup kept slipping from my grip. Reaching up inside your vagina with just fingertips trying to grab the cup probably isn’t the best if you have any fingernails whatsover. I was worried I was scratching or pinching my vaginal wall. And then I was worried that my nails would pierce the cup and then it’d be over. So there’s that. And then I had the “break the seal” issues. Getting a good grip on the cup and starting to pull down, all I could picture was me pulling my insides out because of the suction of the unbroken seal. Crazy thoughts, I know. But you weren’t there doing it.

Keep pulling. Get a finger up there to break the seal around the cup. Get a better grip on the cup. Dammit, my leg is shaking again from the stress. Almost have it. Come on. Bringing my left hand into play. Two hands for a little menstrual cup? This is pathetic. I did what I had to do. One hand grabbed the stem while the other squeezed the bottom of the cup while pulling it out. I swear, thank goodness I love alone! I’m on the toilet, legs spread apart, both hands reaching between my legs. I looked like I was trying to give birth in the damn toilet. Pull… Pull… Gently… Almost got it. It’s coming… Score! It’s out!

Time to empty and rinse. And what did I do? Put that baby right back in. Because it was still a little wet from the rinse, it was slippery and almost popped open too soon. I’m beginning to think that even though I got the cup that’s for heavier flows, maybe I should’ve gotta the one for lighter flows cuz I think it’s a little more flexible than the one I got. Or at least it is smaller. 

I’m trying not give up on it. It’ll save me a TON of money of various feminine hygiene products. Really, woman should automatically get a credit or allowance to help offset those costs. I can’t tell you how much I’ve spent on damn tampons and crap… :-/

It’s sad that dealing with this cup has been the most action my vagina has seen in quite some time.

Lunette (the menstrual cup) and me

So this is part of a series of posts that are going to be very TMI.

**WARNING: If you’re grossed out by the things things like menstrual blood and such, I highly recommend moving on to different posts. **

This particular post was written last month, April 2014.

I’d decided to try the Lunette menstrual cup. I like the idea of not having to go out and buy a bunch of tampons, heavy pads, and liners every month. Really, women should get some kind of monthly allowance/credit to help offset the costs of feminine hygiene products. Seriously.

I’d tried the Instead cup before and that was just a big mess so I wasn’t sure if I’d give another menstrual cup a try. But, since my local natural food store was having an awesome sale and Lunette was included and the reviews I’d read were favorable, I thought I could give it a go. 

Lunette has two different cups sizes — 1 or 2. I went with #2 since I’m an adult woman who has a heavy flow (it’s the darn pill that I’m on. I swear, on heavy days, it looks like I’ve killed something). If you go to the Lunette site, it’ll explain in more detail about sizing and choosing the size that works for you.

The packaging is super cute and simple. I’m a sucker for nice packaging. When you open it up, you find the cup laying on top of the cute storage pouch and instructions. I picked it up to inspect further. First off, it’s definitely very different from the Instead cup, which is much wider and shallower. Instead is also a cup the goes deeper inside the body, designed to fit just under the cervix, which is why it’s much more flexible than Lunette.  Lunette is a little firmer than I’d expected. I think I expected it to be a little thinner as well. Though I understand why it’s thicker and firmer silicone. Lunette sits in the lower vagina, which is lower than a tampon or Instead cup. Lunette depends on the muscles of the vaginal wall to hold it into place while the ring forms a seal with the vaginal wall so leaking is not an issue.

**What follows is what happened during my first go-round**

So a little tricky to insert when trying not to worry about getting blood everywhere. It slipped once or twice and popped open while trying to insert so had to “fold” it back up and keep trying. Once I got it a little bit in, it was easier to guide the rest of the way, which really wasn’t that much farther.

I felt around with a finger to make sure that it felt like it was in place properly and a seal was formed. Used a liner cuz I was still a little paranoid. Definitely didn’t need blood seeping thru my pants while I was runnings errands if it hadn’t formed a good “seal”.

I liked that I didn’t have to change out 3 or 4 tampons in the 12 hours that I’d worn it. I suspect I won’t be as paranoid as I get more comfortable with inserting it.

I pushed off removal/emptying as long as I could. Almost did it earlier in the night but then thought I’d have to remove/empty before bed, so thought, “Why not hit the 12 hour mark?”, which is the maximum time  between emptying’s recommended by the manufacturer anyway

Now, this was tricky and a bit difficult. The thoughts running thru my mind included, “How to remove. And how to do it without making a big mess and spilling blood a over myself. Which way do I reach? Go thru my legs from the top as I sit on the toilet? From the back as if I were wiping front to back?”

Oh, I tried both ways and right now, I cannot for the life of me remember which way I ended up going with since I’d spent a good amount of time trying both.

I tugged a little on the grooved tab. Then remembered the instructions saying I shouldn’t pull on that as a way to remove. I’m suppose to squeeze and tug the grooved bottom of the cup, then rock it back and forth until I hear or feel the suction release. Weird, huh?

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Hmmm… Lemme get a good hold on that bottom bit. Ummm… I can’t seem to get a good grip with my fingertips. It’s not often that I go digging around in my vagina for something like this. Little awkward. Lemme try it from the front. Hmm… No… How about from the back…. Kind of… Just pinch and squeeze the bottom. Leg is shaking. How long have I been at this??  Ugh. Just grab it. Pinch and squeeze. Don’t spill anything! Don’t grab with the nails! The instructions say to be careful about scratching/ tearing the silicone with the fingernails. What did I get myself into? How am I suppose to get this damn thing out?! Maybe if I bear down a little with my pelvic muscles, it’ll help push the cup out a little more so that I can get a better grip on this thing.

Push down… All right. Almost there… Just squeeze, break the suction seal, and pull out.

Got that baby out FINALLY.

Didn’t spill anything on myself. Lemme just dump the contents into the toilet. Wow. That much?”

I couldn’t even be bother to check out how much collected in the cup since the hash marks on the cup are meant for that reason. I was just ecstatic to get it out.  

Okay, back to the tampon for now. I need to collect myself and decide how I feel… Will I give it another shot or will I just give up and call it a lost cause? But if I give up, I’ll have wasted my money. A menstrual cup is not something you can Freecycle, no matter how many times you boil it, ya know? That would be kinda gross.