In her latest movie, The Blind Side, Sandra Bullock plays Leigh Ann Touhy, a wealthy interior decorator from Memphis who, along with her Taco Bell franchise-owning husband Sean (Tim McGraw), brings a homeless teenager into their home and hearts. They love him, guide him, and nurture in him the family’s passion for football. This true story of Michael Oher (Quinton Aron), right tackle for the Baltimore Ravens, is a bit sappy but the acting is strong and the story line interesting.
I like Sandra Bullock – she’s cute, a bit quirky, and I usually feel really good after watching one of her performances. Her films aren’t high brow, but hey – sometimes I just want to relax and enjoy. I will also admit that I love sports movies (Hoosiers, Field of Dreams, Rudy, etc). Since I live in the South where sports for some is almost a religion, that type of story line would have made this a pleasant enough experience.
Even if you aren’t a sports person I think many of you will still appreciate Bullock’s character. So few movies feature a woman who is unabashedly strong and assertive without being bitchy. Leigh Ann Touhy is fierce when it comes to her family and she does things in that sweet, almost always smiling sort of way that’s woven into the fabric of so many strong Southern women’s personalities. At one point she tells a drug dealer, “If you so much as set foot downtown you will be sorry. I’m in a prayer group with the D.A., I’m a member of the NRA and I’m always packing.” She knows what she considers to be the right way of doing things – her way – and she isn’t shy about sharing that point of view with others.
If you’re a fan of strong, bossy, southern women, The Blind Side is a must see movie.
It’s been a busy few days but overall it has been quite enjoyable. In just a few minutes I’m heading out into the frosty winter air with Richard to see Clint Eastwood’s “Invictus“. I had just enough time to post a “pop-in, say hi, and leave again” post :)
How have your holidays been so far? Any major plans for New Year’s? We’re not sure yet what’s happening on New Year’s Eve and Day so I’m hoping hearing about your plans will trigger ideas for my own!
I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
Ah, when she moved, she moved more ways than one:
The shapes a bright container can contain!
Of her choice virtues only gods should speak,
Or English poets who grew up on Greek
(I’d have them sing in chorus, cheek to cheek.)
How well her wishes went! She stroked my chin,
She taught me Turn, and Counter-turn, and stand;
She taught me Touch, that undulant white skin:
I nibbled meekly from her proffered hand;
She was the sickle; I, poor I, the rake,
Coming behind her for her pretty sake
(But what prodigious mowing did we make.)
Love likes a gander, and adores a goose:
Her full lips pursed, the errant note to seize;
She played it quick, she played it light and loose;
My eyes, they dazzled at her flowing knees;
Her several parts could keep a pure repose,
Or one hip quiver with a mobile nose
(She moved in circles, and those circles moved.)
Let seed be grass, and grass turn into hay:
I’m martyr to a motion not my own;
What’s freedom for? To know eternity.
I swear she cast a shadow white as stone.
But who would count eternity in days?
These old bones live to learn her wanton ways:
(I measure time by how a body sways.)
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“These old bones live to learn her wanton ways”… yum. I love that line.
As I begin this writing, it’s about 3 hours from Christmas. How did another year manage to pass by so quickly?
I ventured out early today on my annual “How can I still need gifts on Christmas Eve” shopping excursion. Even though I had a lot of company in the stores – a whole lot – and even though times around here are hard because several plants have shut down or laid people off, everyone seemed to be in a pretty good mood. I watched an older man offer to allow three different gift-laden women the opportunity to step in line in front of him at the checkouts. “Aren’t you the sweetest man?”, I remarked. “I’ll bet you’ve been that way since you were very young, haven’t you? Always a very good boy.” I’m not sure if the good boy reference made him flush or if it was simply being told he was sweet, but I enjoyed imagining it was a little of both.
Tonight we spent a quiet evening watching “A Christmas Story” and talking. Since we’re having our Christmas meal at a Chinese restaurant tomorrow, this movie is quite the appropriate pick. “Fa ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra” and all that :) (A comment that will only make sense if you’ve seen the movie.) A little earlier this evening I fixed a nice meal while dancing around the kitchen listening to Christmas music, including the above song. Yes, I was wearing red, and yes there were two men in aprons assisting me ;) These are things we’ve done every year for a few years now.
I like the little traditions we’ve established as a non-traditional sort of family. Bill has become a part of my family as has Graham. This year Richard has joined us. My mother accepts them as easily as she does her biological children, sweetly bossing them as she does all the rest of us. I can’t imagine why that bossy thing skipped a generation ;)
(Excuse the blurriness… it’s my first attempt at shooting Christmas lights. Still, it’s a pretty spot isn’t it?)
While I’d hoped to write more tonight, I’ll stop here. I have an offer to be chauffeured around so that I can look at more lights. Who could pass on that? :)
It’s difficult for some to talk about sex, especially kinky sex. Even so, if you have wants and needs that extend beyond traditional vanilla sex, you must share that information with me relatively early in our relationship. It may not be the best idea to pour out your soul on the very first date, but before we make a long term commitment you must tell me everything.
I know you will have concerns about my reaction. I may be taken aback or completely opposed to the idea. In fact, it could be that I simply can’t give you what you want or need. Still, wouldn’t it be horrible to find this out after we’ve committed to being together? On the bright side, I may be willing to try some of the things that interest you, and when I do, I may find that I enjoy a lot of them ;)
You may choose to remain silent, believing you can do without these needs being met. Please don’t. It is extraordinarily unlikely you will always feel that way and, in fact, it is quite probable you will resent me later in life for being unable to do the things you desire.
You may think you can change me. It’s true I may change a little, but are you willing to risk our happiness on it without telling me the truth? If you’re not honest with me in the beginning, then it’s completely unfair to resent me because I am unable to become a totally different person later on.
Yes, when you tell me, I might end it. Maybe you’ll end it. Maybe we’ll go on together. Whatever happens, an honest discussion of needs and wants is our only chance for long term happiness.
(nope, not a tush shot but he was too Christmasy to pass up)
Just a few quick notes as it’s been really busy around here this week.
I’ve written a few posts recently for The Silken Web. I hadn’t really touched this site for awhile so I know some of you have gotten out of the habit of checking it.
Mesmerizing Women of the Web is due for an update. If you have any suggestions for additions, please email me as I will be working on the site this weekend.
New stories have been added to Femdom Fantasies including a couple of novellas I am posting a chapter at a time. I’m always looking for additions to this site, so if you have a talent for writing short stories, why don’t you consider submitting one to me as a Christmas gift? I’ll accept it even after the holidays ;)
Despite what artists, fashion magazines, and country music lyrics have told us for ages, researchers now claim the majority of people feel long legs aren’t “all that”.
When researchers chose eight images and asked 705 women and 235 men to rate the attractiveness of each shape, five of the six focus groups rated women with longer legs less attractive.
The article went on to add:
They also did not prefer women with short legs, a body shape often associated with poor health.
I admit I’m surprised. As a woman whose legs are definitely not long, I have always assumed that I would have to accentuate other assets ;) Well, I suppose I still do as I fall in the “short legs” category. I’m not exactly sure why short legs signal poor health, but if the researchers say it’s so, well there you have it ;)
What about you? Do you agree or disagree with the study’s findings?
It seems as if almost every adult under 30 is sporting a tattoo. While I find some of them to be a bit much, I do respect that some are genuine works of art. I can’t imagine ever deciding I want one myself, but if I did I think I would want a small, fairly subtle ankle tattoo. Maybe of a red, red rose.
Do you consider tats sexy? Do you have one? If not, would you get one?
To be honest, I’m much more interested in this woman’s earrings. I love the dangling ones :)
(Yes, I know this is a sad excuse for a post, but I am desperately trying to get back in the swing of blogging. The ideas are just not flowing.)
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