I was born in a cold country as a second daughter to a lovely woman that loved us both very much. Unfortunately she fell in love with a man that was too selfish to have kids and when he found out she was pregnant with me, he left. Never to be seen again. That was 47 years ago.
When I was 3 we came to California on a vacation to visit an uncle and I stopped crying, (because I wasn't COLD) so we stayed. I am now a full fledged California girl. I love the weather here and in all my travels have never been to a place I would rather LIVE than right here at home.
My mom remarried to a Columbian man and had a son that is 7 yrs younger than me. They have
been divorced for a number of years now because I think my moms picker is just as bad as mine. I guess we are both destined to grow old alone. (which according to me, is not as bad as it sounds)
Since being a single mom with 3 kids is not so easy we grew up kinda poor. Wore a lot of hand me downs and most of my toys were hand made. We always had food on the table though and a roof over our heads and I NEVER felt unloved by my mom and family. So even though there was not a lot of money, I was happy.
At the tender young age of about 10 (I was in the 4th grade and don't remember the circumstances) I brought some of my moms alcohol to school in small bottles and shared it with my friends. Some lady living across the street saw us and we got caught and in a bunch of trouble but that was the beginning of my drug and alcohol career. By the time I was getting out of elementary school I had smoked pot, drank alcohol and was exposed to some other drugs.
To this day I don't even know WHY I liked it so much. Pot was never my thing because I couldn't think right but I really liked being drunk. That was cool. My career only lasted till I was 22 and I don't remember a lot of that time but I think it molded me into what I am today.
Anyway, we had a neighbor next door with a son that was about 20 yrs old when I was 12, almost 13. Let's call him C. (I have to leave out names to protect the innocent.) hahahahah Anyway, C played guitar in a band and we used to sit outside his house at night with all the young girls in the neighborhood just swooning over this guy. Everyone was in love with C.
He of course took a liking to ME!!!! He was my first boyfriend - looking back now it was kind of gross cuz I would KILL my daughter if she was sucking face with a 20yr old when she was 12!!!! But at the time it wasn't gross at all but VERY exciting. With C I experienced my first kiss, my first touch, my first orgasm, my first BJ. We had some major make out sessions and he frequently snuck in my bedroom window at night to lay with me. I let him touch me, diddle me, lick my breasts and the excitement it invoked was unbelievable. I LOVED having orgasms!!! But low and behold we never actually HAD sex in that he never inserted his penis into my vagina. He never broke the hymen. I guess that's why after all these years I still feel like BJ's don't count - it's NOT cheating because it's NOT sex.
My mom used to ask me if I wanted to get on birth control because she was sooooo afraid I was going to get pregnant but I kept telling her NO because C and I were not having sex.
C had a lot of friends and many of them were pretty hot. One in particular, let's call him K, took a liking to me and the feelings were mutual. I felt I wanted to try someone new and told C about it. Obviously that didn't go over so well and C had a major breakdown. I think he was in love with me even though he was so much older than me. Anyway, long story short, I dumped C to be with his best friend K and HE was my first lover. He was 18 and I was 14. I knew many weeks before we did it that I was going to so I asked my mom for birth control. She put me on the pill, sent me to the cold country for 6 weeks over the summer and when I got home I spread my legs for K and let him in.
OMG - it was the BEST. I was instantly addicted. We banged like rabbits for a year and 9 months. sometimes 3 and 4 times a day. He had a truck with a camper shell and he put an egg crate mattress back there. Just rocked that thing like there was no tomorrow. (Obviously I'm an addictive person because everything I do that I like, I do to the extreme. You will learn this when I start blogging my daily adventures) We had lots of fun together but what I remember MOST of K is the non stop SEX. Geez, all the freaking time.
After about almost 2 years of this I met a guy at school that I thought was hot and sexy. Once again I wanted to try something new so I told K about it and geez, these guys just didn't like moving on. What a nightmare break up. But I did it and started sleeping with T.
He was awesome too. I invited him over one night and he came to my house (my mom worked the night shift so I could have guys over and she never knew - words of wisdom to nightshift workers with kids). I romped this guy a new world and then sent him home with a few hickies. I saw him at school the next day and the other kids were harassing him about it. He didn't say my name but winked at me. He started being a regular thing after that but we never told anyone. It was kind of our secret. He even started seeing the cheer captain and told me about it and I said it was ok. Weird huh? He would spend his days at school with the cheer girl - can't remember her name - and come to me at night. That was when I realized that men are cheaters and liars and I was more comfortable being the OTHER woman. I didn't really CARE about the relationship thing, I just wanted to have as many orgasms as I could.
Well, this gives you an idea of where I come from and how it all began. I sobered up when I was 22 - another story all together - and lost count of the guys I had slept with by the time I was 17. (I kept track in a calendar once but there were so many I embarrassed myself and stopped doing it. LOL.) I became a nurse at the age of 18 and am still doing it today. I love my job.
I DID get married but I did not even make it to my 3rd anniversary. It sucked being married. I had a daughter with him, she is now a teenager - 16 and still a VIRGIN!!! How the hell it happened I have no idea but I'm grateful. She gets straight A's in school and seems to have a bit of common sense and a good foundation for success. I was a terrible mom but she turned out OK so maybe I wasn't so bad after all huh?
I am going to try to blog my activities by interesting stories of stupid stuff and bad decisions I seem to keep doing. I'll try to entertain and not be boring but please take the poll and tell me - Am I crazy? or just ME?
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