Doing what I love

I refuse to bitch about not getting any because. . .

. . . I’m so frigging busy, there’s no time to think about sex let alone participate.

I spent 10 days at work hosting 10 events, all related to cryptocurrency.

Cryptocurrency is not my most favorite topic.

Give me $100 and a computer and ask me to build a dragon costume and I’M ALL OVER IT!

I could occupy myself for HOURS!

So you can imagine, I was relieved when the events were successfully laid to rest.

I expected things to lighten up, but they didn’t.

I’m creating an entire website for work.

And I’m volunteering for a Regional Burn.

And I’m leading a camp at unSCruz.

And I’m on a board for a local burner group.

And I’m organizing the Bare Burn.

As well as a Costume Workshop and Clothing Exchange, and a Meet & Greet.

Where has all my free time gone?

Between the events, the meetings, and the volunteer work, I’m maxed out (almost)!

Of course, I’m forgetting one very important past time I need to keep up with:

BLOGGING!

Don’t feel bad for me though.

Because I’m doing things that I LOVE!

And there’s nothing better than spending time on things I enjoy.

Even if it doesn’t include S E X.

Living like a nun

Since my return from Sweden, I’ve been living like a nun.

Even though my vow of celibacy is no longer in place, I’m still not getting any.

Reason #1: I like The Swede and he’s not here.

Reason #2: I sort of consider myself in a transition state right now on my diet.

And I consider “transition phases” inappropriate for dating.

Plus, the last thing I want is to be sipping my low-cal tomato soup while out on a date.

So here I am.

Single yet happy.

To tell the truth I’ve got a lot going on BESIDES my diet that is keeping me occupied.

UnSCruz planning – I’m helping to organize volunteers.

South Bay Burners Regional Precompression aka SoulFire – I’m trying to resurrect this event with guidance from some friends.

Burning Man 2018 – can’t miss That Thing In The Desert.

Pagan Bunny Burn – my very first! Can’t wait!

I mean, I’m not going to turn down any dates that pop up, but I’m also not actively cultivating anything.

Which, remarkably, doesn’t bother me.

All of which is to say that despite my fuller than full physique, I’m pretty damn happy.

So I can’t complain!

Shits and giggles

After the snuggle/hair pulling sesh a week ago, I came up with the AWESOME idea of finding another man to do this to me:

Snuggle (clothes on) and pull my hair.

No sex.

So I posted a rather cryptic message on FB, figuring I should farm my friends for this kind of activity instead of new (dating) prospects.

And what I got was a ground swelling of men willing to do exactly that.

Snuggle and pull my hair.

One guy asked if I wanted to be pulled around the room BY MY HAIR.

NO!

Another guy asked me out on a date.

And yet another (non single yet curious) guy tried to figure out how to make this happen for me.

One particularly randy gentleman asked if he could massage my breasts too.

No, it’s just snuggling and hair pulling.

Clothes never come off.

And then it occurred to me that some of these men might be safe (aka respectful of my vow of celibacy) to do this with and others are TOTALLY NOT SAFE.

In fact, this BRILLIANT idea I had turns out to be NO SO BRILLIANT.

But I put it out there in the universe and the universe responded with abundance.

Just for shits and giggles I should ask for back scratches too.

Cuz those are THE BOMB.

Might as well stamp “hillbilly” on my forehead and give me a mullet

Last night was the first meeting of the board for one of the volunteer organization I work with.  I showed up a few minutes early and parked in front of one of the biggest, luxurious houses in the neighborhood.  I’m not kidding when I tell you it was 5,000 square feet or more.

I handed the hostess a plate of little iced cakes and a nice bottle of wine I brought for the dinner.  She looked confused but took them into the kitchen.  I glanced around at the other guests – all dripping in diamonds and pearls with perfectly blown out hair.

Suddenly the cheeky little hat I was wearing – which I swear saves me from every bad hair day I have ever had – was not looking quite so stylish.  I was the only one in jeans.  The grungiest girl in the room.  Bah!

Feeling awfully nervous and intimidated, I drank my glass of wine and chatted with other guests.

Me:  I have a ballgown collection.

Guest:  I have one ballgown but I’m afraid to wear it to parties.  I don’t want to be the dressiest one in the room.

Me:  [Thinking:  “Better to be the dressiest one in the room than the least dressiest” but then I remember my casual attire and say nothing.]

The evening went better after that, I thought, once all of us were a little lubed up with liquor.  But the reason why the hostess looked confused when I handed her wine and desserts?  It’s because she had WAITSTAFF and a CATERED DINNER for our meeting.  F..U..C…K!  How did I miss that detail?  Here I was showing up “a la potluck” and she had STAFF!

The evening went smoothly, once we were all lubed up with wine. And at the end, our gracious hostess gave us gifts of silver and chocolate.  And as I was leaving, I slipped an envelope in her hand – a little “Thank you for hosting” card I picked up at etsy.com.  Feeling smug, I thought, “Okay, sure.  I was the hillbilly element in this party, but at least I remembered my manners!”

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I arrived home very late and went to brush my teeth and that’s when I noticed

I HAD A FRIGGING HUGE PIECE OF BLACK PLUM SKIN FROM MY LATE AFTERNOON SNACK STUCK IN MY TWO FRONT TEETH ALL NIGHT LONG!!!!!

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Passing out 3,000 turkeys

IMG_8418On Tuesday, November 23rd I volunteered with City Team to hand out turkeys to Bay Area families in need.

It was an incredible experience.

There were THOUSANDS of frozen turkeys in bins lining Avaya Stadium in San Jose.

Families entered the stadium through one entrance and shopped for perishables and non-perishable food.

Then they got to the section with the turkeys.

Each volunteer was handed a turkey and then he or she escorted their family back to their car or the bus, carrying the turkey for them.

As it turned out, November 23rd was a very cold and rainy day.

I was wearing flip flops.

Fortunately, I had a jacket with a hood in my car.

But I was still freezing.

I looked so out of place I got interviewed by Channel 7 News.

With the cold arctic wind blowing my hair all over the place, the reporter asked me what brought me out on this cold day to volunteer with City Team.

I responded, “It’s a great service that City Team is doing here – handing out over 3,000 turkeys to needy families for the holidays. I wanted to volunteer somewhere where I could make a difference and connect with people in need.”

“Were you prepared for the cold and the rain?” the reporter asked.

I laughed. “No, I was not. I’m wearing flip flops.” Cut to an image of my bare feet in flip flops. “I was going to go home but then I found a warm jacket in my car and I figured it was meant to be that I volunteer today.”

The cameraman took a few shots of my feet while I chatted with the reporter and then they left and I went back to slinging turkeys.

The experience was well worth the cold and the rain. To see the looks of appreciation on the faces of the families as I carried their turkeys to their cars for them, it really warmed my heart.

Next up – the Home Safe Holiday Party in Santa Clara where I work on crafts and serve food to battered women and children living in shelters.

Lots of need to fill this time of year.

Get out and volunteer (Volunteer Match is a great resource).

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And the winners are…

volunteer-hands2The first three volunteer opportunities have been selected for my birthday present to myself:

  1. Abilities United – Volunteer to raise money for AU services by lending a hand with fundraising events. Responsibilities include set up, clean up, registration, parking assistance, and general duties.  I’m hostessing their Holiday party on December 17th.
  2. Soldiers’ Angels – Patient visits at the VA Hospital, stand downs with homeless veterans, guest services (mostly transportation related) and special event support.
  3. CityTeam – Food carrier who delivers 3,000 boxes of food to families in our community.  I am volunteering on November 24th.

Not a bad start to achieving my goal, which is to volunteer with 7 agencies before the end of the year.

One of my favorite volunteer opportunities was through my alma mater, Santa Clara University. I showed up to craft hour and helped battered women and their children living in shelters to create decorations and gifts for Christmas. Craft hour was followed by a nice dinner which everyone enjoyed. It was so heartening to see these brave women and their children making gifts for people in their families. They were fun to talk to and to work with. I even brought my boys and got to watch them have a good time working with the children.

It’s ironic that my reserves of love and happiness are most replenished when I’m giving to others with no expectation in return.

I consider myself lucky and if anyone wants to join me at a volunteer opportunity, just message me at michelle@unblunder.com.

Birthday Celebration, my style

hbdMy birthday is coming up in just over a week and this year I’m not doing anything to celebrate. At least not the traditional way.

No, this year I’d like to celebrate my birthday by volunteering with 7 different organizations.

Here are my options via Volunteer Match:

 

 

Help me out and vote for your favorites!  Tell me where I should volunteer.  You can also submit your own ideas if you have a favorite non-profit you like to support!

Cheers and an early HBD to me!

Volunteer

It’s been a while since I wrote a post about volunteering, but it’s something I feel very strongly about.

Ever since I was a young girl, I’ve volunteered my time for many of the worthy causes out there – visiting senior citizens in their nursing home, raising money to fund programs that support underprivileged youth, and participating in organizing a day long celebration of genealogy and culture.

And this past weekend, I was fortunate enough to volunteer for Pints for Pups benefiting the Silicon Valley Pet Project and supported by the South Bay Beer Hounds. This fundraiser combined art, ceramics, beer, and animals to great success.

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I worked the entry booth but found time to take breaks to drink beer and buy this volcano tiki mug for my Hawaiian tiki mug collection:

So it comes as no surprise to the people who know and love me that I am volunteering my time at the Center Camp Café as a barista – a skill I picked up working in coffee shops when I was in college.

Each shift is 4 hours and you’re asked to take 3 shifts during the week at Burning Man.

I figure it’ll be a lot of fun and I’ll get to meet A LOT of new people – after all, how many burners need to get their coffee fix during the day and at night?

What’s better than serving coffee to people in costumes while wearing a costume myself? And it’ll give me something specific to do during the week I’m there.

Sure, there is the potential for it to interfere with me exploring Black Rock City and I’ll have to work around my volunteer shifts with The Lost Penguins, but I’M EXCITED ABOUT THIS!

Let’s just hope they select me for the team!

UPDATE:  I’ve been selected!  Woo hoo!

Self-Improvement and hedonism

I’m supposed to blog about self-improvement per my friend, nay, my muse, Austin 1’s suggestion.

Self-improvement is what I’ve spent the last 10 years of my life dedicated to.  Well, that and hedonism.

But more on self-improvement…

I have a theory that when you are at your lowest and feeling picked on, beat down, and in the dumps the best thing you can do to improve yourself has nothing to do with yourself.  No losing weight. No hitting the gym.  No taking classes.

YOU NEED TO VOLUNTEER.

Yes, as in do something for others and expect no recognition or anything in return.

I volunteer for a women’s organization, I put on a beer wench costume and pour beer for festivals, I wrap gifts, I pack backpacks, and so much more.

And every time I walked away with more than I had given – satisfaction, happiness, and friendship.

So today, I’m going to share with you my favorite activity for self-improvement…. the “Do 3 Nice Things for Someone Else” activity, and do it all ANONYMOUSLY.

When my son died, I was stricken with grief. I made three anonymous gifts which made me feel immensely better.  They reminded me to look outside myself and see the needs of others, not just my own.  And I felt relieved of my own burden to share the burden of others.

Here’s what I did:

1.  I bought a meal for a senior couple sitting next to me in the diner I was eating at.  I got to enjoy the shock, surprise, and appreciation on their faces when they realized what a stranger had done for them.

2.  I made a donation of dog food and toys to the Humane Society.  This made me feel hugely appreciative of my resources and I adopted a homeless dog from the shelter who filled my life with joy.

3.  I cleaned up trash at a local park and got to enjoy the beautiful views and commune with nature while doing it.  So much fun!

Each time I did something good, with no recognition or reward, I was almost moved to tears.  The appreciation is reward enough, even if the other person doesn’t know who to thank.

I challenge all of you to do 3 nice things for other people (anonymously) and see how you feel.  Possibly you will feel like me:

Might as well stamp “hillbilly” on my forehead and give me a mullet

Last night was the first meeting of the board for one of the volunteer organization I work with.  I showed up a few minutes early and parked in front of one of the biggest, luxurious houses in the neighborhood.  I’m not kidding when I tell you it was 5,000 square feet or more.

I handed the hostess a plate of little iced cakes and a nice bottle of wine I brought for the dinner.  She looked confused but took them into the kitchen.  I glanced around at the other guests – all dripping in diamonds and pearls with perfectly blown out hair.

Suddenly the cheeky little hat I was wearing – which I swear saves me from every bad hair day I have ever had – was not looking quite so stylish.  I was the only one in jeans.  The grungiest girl in the room.  Bah!

Feeling awfully nervous and intimidated, I drank my glass of wine and chatted with other guests.

Me:  I have a ballgown collection.

Guest:  I have one ballgown but I’m afraid to wear it to parties.  I don’t want to be the dressiest one in the room.

Me:  [Thinking:  “Better to be the dressiest one in the room than the least dressiest” but then I remember my casual attire and say nothing.]

The evening went better after that, I thought, once all of us were a little lubed up with liquor.  But the reason why the hostess looked confused when I handed her wine and desserts?  It’s because she had WAITSTAFF and a CATERED DINNER for our meeting.  F..U..C…K!  How did I miss that detail?  Here I was showing up “a la potluck” and she had STAFF!

The evening went smoothly, once we were all lubed up with wine. And at the end, our gracious hostess gave us gifts of silver and chocolate.  And as I was leaving, I slipped an envelope in her hand – a little “Thank you for hosting” card I picked up at etsy.com.  Feeling smug, I thought, “Okay, sure.  I was the hillbilly element in this party, but at least I remembered my manners!”

hstss

I arrived home very late and went to brush my teeth and that’s when I noticed

I HAD A FRIGGING HUGE PIECE OF BLACK PLUM SKIN FROM MY LATE AFTERNOON SNACK STUCK IN MY TWO FRONT TEETH ALL NIGHT LONG!!!!!

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