Lady Julia’s Entranced Realm

Thanks, John.  You surely do find the best pictures.

For someone who is a talker, I have had a very quiet week.  There are lots of things going on, most of it internal stuff.  I haven’t answered the phone, responded to email or anything.  I just don’t feel up to talking.

So… since I resolved some time back to post something daily if at all possible, you may have to just put up with pics of sexy looking people.  That won’t be too tough on you, will it? :)

According to (an Intel) survey, nearly half of women (46 percent) and 30 percent of men would rather go without sex for 2 weeks than give up Internet access for the same amount of time. For women aged 18-34 it was 49 percent and for women aged 35-44 it was 52 percent. For men aged 18-34, it was 39 percent.

I’d be lying if I said the stats for women surprised me, but.. 39 percent of 18-34 year old men opt to surf over having carnal knowledge of a woman?  Wow.

Yes, access to the internet is a fairly important aspect of my life.  During the times I’ve had computer problems I felt a little lost, but I cannot even begin to fathom opting for net access over intercourse.   I don’t know if that makes me a bit of a nymph or just very lucky when it comes to having wonderful intimacies.  Probably a bit of both ;)

I  shall probably have time to post some over the next few days, but I know many of you will not be around to read.  Something about being off enjoying Christmas or some such rubbish ;)

It’s been a long year and quite difficult for many.  Here’s hoping that 2009 brings more laughter and greater peace.

Soft Christmas Kisses,
Lady Julia

Today’s word of the day is “swaffelen”.

According to the UPI:

A Dutch dictionary company says Web visitors have voted “swaffelen” — an English slang verb meaning to swing one’s exposed penis — as the word of the year.

Van Dale Publishers said swaffelen, which more specifically requires the penis in question to swing toward or bump against another person or object to qualify, topped the list of nominees by receiving 57 percent of the 16,000 online votes, Expatica reported Tuesday.

I’m not sure why but it really struck me as hilarious that over 8,000 people voted for this as word of the year.  Can you imagine trying to work it into a casual conversation?

I’ve been a bit under the weather this week.  What initially appeared to be a cold has turned in to a bit more so I’ve not been up to doing as much as I’d hoped.  Because of this I’m doing triage :)  As my time permits – blog, then private emails, then groups.  I haven’t been returning most phone calls because I haven’t felt much like talking.  Besides… this cough is oh so sexy (not).

So.. long story short, I’ll get to you :)  Promise.

There are a couple of small things I wanted to share because they’ve been mentioned here on my blog.

I mentioned texting my friend John with a sexy comment or two earlier in the week while he was dining out with friends.  Note to self – maybe getting a man suddenly all excited during dinner isn’t the best idea as he  could briefly choke on a piece of curry.  He survived, thank goodness, and continues to be his very sweet self.  (He’s one of the main contributors of the photos that appear on my blog – good eye, huh?)  He’s always doing extremely nice things for me, even just watching movies with me when I don’t feel like talking.

David, after being challenged by Robert to determine the identity of my favorite dessert, called me the other day and asked, which do you want this afternoon – Raspberry Mousse Cheesecake from Olive Garden, Strawberry Cheesecake Blizzard, or chocolate dipped strawberries?  I’m not sure how many blog entries he had to go through to unearth the Blizzard thing, but it had to be quite a few.  I was impressed.

Bill’s been doing better the last few days.  I don’t post about Bill as much as I did – shame on me.  He’s a dear to me all the time.  Today he’s been bossing me about (he’s my employer so I suppose I’ll permit that from time to time), bringing juice to me, running out to buy hot chicken soup and tissues, and generally fussing over me.  Yes, if you’re thinking I’m supposed to be *his* nurse, you’re right.

My friend the doctor has been taking care of me as well.   He’s my “is this doctor here doing it right” check person.  And he nags a bit too, but that’s ok – if anyone knows nurses need to be … encouraged… it would be doctors.  If it weren’t for him, I think I’d be far more ill now than I am.  Now if I can only convince him he needs to listen to this nurse about his probably-most-likely-but-never-yet-to-be-xrayed broken ankle, things would be much better.  I think I’ve discovered Dommes get a whole lot farther with physicians than nurses do ;)

I miss talking to several of you – you know who you are.  And I miss teasing you.  Wow when I get better will your voice mails and text messages sizzle.   Oh and those of you who bought that cling wrap for me will finally get to find out what I want you to do with it ;)

Soft kisses,
Lady Julia

How would you finish the sentence, “All I want for Christmas…”

I have emailed the first couple of questions to those who volunteered to assist me with surveys and little fun tasks.  If you signed up but haven’t yet received my directions and questions, please write and let me know.

Thank you for stepping forward and allowing me to pick your brain.  At least you hopefully know that I will be quite gentle with your mind :)