Not the worst thing

Portrait in acrylic by Summerhill Lane

Not the worst thing

Dear loved ones,

Well I picked up my new car (new to me) on Thursday, and it is a thing of beauty as far as vehicles go.  I am very happy to have wheels and the added sense of freedom this will give me.  Yeh!  I named him ‘Ronnie’ and guess he is my new boy friend.  Ha ha.

Ronnie has some new scratches.  Yes, that’s right I put some big scratches on the side panel right away first time trying to park in a too tight spot.  I really hate backing up (must be a phobia from the time I backed up with my little mustang and knocked over a motorcycle belonging to a member of the hell’s angels), so I decided I would just drive into the parking spot but cut it too close and came in contact with the brick corner of the building.  I heard the grinding sounds and my heart just sank.  Oh no, what have I done now to my blue baby Ronnie.

do you see the face on the pavement too?

Of course, I was very upset and even cried a little.  Everyone said not to worry about it as the scratches can be buffed out.  Actually, I decided to leave the scratches there for awhile just as a reminder to me not to be a perfectionist, not to get too attached to material things, and also to remember that I am a bad backer-upper.  Smiley face. Ronnie has a little character now and is not just a pretty boy or a porn star (he is named after Ron Jeremy).  This is really just a joke and my daughter, grandson and I have been laughing about it, but the name sticks.  Why my grandson knows about Ron Jeremy is my question?

I am not a porn star, or an escort, or a model.  That is not quite true, I was a nude model for my husband for his photography so I am relaxed in front of the camera, or at least I used to be.  I am confident and comfortable with my sexuality as well.  This wasn’t always the case but I have had quite a few recent experiences in this area, most of which I have written about on this blog.  I let loose and just did what I wanted, and with who I wanted but still always in a loving and caring manner.

Divine masculine and I had planned a life of sexual adventure, but it turned out to be only my adventure.  To be truthful, I only wanted the sexual adventure with him alone, but it didn’t work out that way. 

See, I am such a blabber mouth, I start out telling you about scratches on my car and end up talking about sex.  It is now the lack of sex that is driving me around the bend. 

Thank you for reading my post today even though it is just jumping from one topic to another, and there is no erotica for your enjoyment either.  I love you.  Hugs & Kisses, Summerhill Lane

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17 thoughts on “Not the worst thing

  1. My car has similar scratches for similar reasons lol. It got pointed out to me(like I didn’t know) and I said, whatever it still gets me where I want to go! I love the color of your car. And your winding post lol. Have a great weekend!


  2. As long as the car drives and no one got harmed, why not just let it there like some kind of war paint or scars. ’cause Ronnie is a fighter, isn’t he? ^^

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  3. Sorry to hear about those scratches, darling. I hope your Ronnie can get fixed soon. And I love how the topic of your post veered back to sex. Even without an erotic post, that was actually pretty hot. 🔥 For me.. Sending kisses. 😘

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    1. Thank you Gentleman Dave for liking my post. Ronnie will get fixed but I am going to let us stew in the damages for awhile. It is all good. Somehow being sexy always shows up😂
      Sending you lots of love ❤️❤️❤️💋🥰


  4. Never understood the issue with scratches. I think they’re cool. Also, lovely blue color of the car. Blue’s my favorite color, and now I’m obsessed.
    Love always,

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  5. I named my car Little Red, as it is a little red Aveo. It always seems to happen, get a ding on your “brand new to me” car. Mine was, I was at the local mall, when the car door of the vehicle parked next to me was caught by the wind, banging against my car, leaving a white “ding” on my car. While I was walking up to the car, I noticed a girl trying tp scrape the paint off. Her mother was fussing with her…I knew it was an accident and she was scared to death, by the look on her face. I told her not to worry about it, as it was only a scratch. I think she learned her lesson though..
    Thanks for sharing this, and sorry for being so long winded 🙂

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    1. I loved to hear your story about little Red. Stuff happens. Right. Thank you for being so sweet to the girl that was responsible even though an accident. You made a big difference to her life that day, in a good way. Sending you lots of love ❤️

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