REVIEW – Treediride G-Spot Vibrator with Tongue Licking Clit Stimulator

December 27, 2019

The first thing I noticed is the box for this product. I would have preferred a more discreet package since I had to take it out of the shipping container while outside due to my living conditions. Luckily I was able to keep it hidden from the public.

This is a nice toy. I was glad to see that the curved neck on this one is very flexible which allowed me to place the tongues right where I needed it to be. Another great selling point of this toy is that it has multiple “tongues” which really stimulated me better than any other toy of this type. One bad thing is it could have used more modes and speeds.

The pulsing vibrator end didn’t do much for me. I could barely feel it. Also more modes and speeds could be a better option.

The worst thing about this was the controls. They were in an awkward spot and did not work well at all. There were times the toy completely shut down because I accidentally pressed the wrong button. It also took too much time an$ effort to get i5 to start up again. I would hold the button(s) down but nothing would happen. This was very frustrating when aroused.

Overall I would give it 3 out of 5 mainly due to the frustrating buttons.

The Problem With Holidays

December 25, 2019

The problem with holidays, especially when you’re “the other woman”, is that all you want is to spend it with your loved one. In my case, I don’t get to see him or hear from him. Some women are lucky and they may get a quick visit or phone call. I was lucky to get a quick message at Thanksgiving but only because he was on location. When he is home for holidays, there is radio silence. I’d love to have an acknowledgement that he is thinking, even fleetingly, of me. He did get me a gift, though, nothing sentimental, but it is something I mentioned.

My family (brothers and sisters) basically fell apart after my Dad died in 2010. After my sister died in 2015, it was even worse. She would at least have Thanksgiving at her place and everyone would wander in from time to time.

My closest brother is the only one who cares now. He has a Christmas party every year – but no one from the family shows up but me. Luckily he has a lot of friends so it is usually crowded, but I know it stings that family does not make an effort. He and I exchange gifts usually close to Christmas. Yesterday he came and took me out to lunch. He got me a bottle of wine and some chocolate. I got him an authentic lobby card poster and some other miscellaneous things.

My ex never got into Christmas anyways. The Christmas after my Dad died (before we divorced) I sat in the hallway and cried due to the lack of love I felt. That was a turning point when I decided to seriously consider divorce. Today he has done nothing. He wished me Merry Christmas, but made no effort. A few weeks ago he gave me a gift certificate from money he got from his sister. No thought was put into it. For dinner today I made roast chicken and cheesy potatoes. I think I tried. I’m not sure he even thanked me.

And now with my dog gone, it just seems even quieter. I know my son feels the same, though he is on his own. He does nothing also. I try to send him stuff and cheer him up.

I often wonder why I even try sometimes. I am lonely. I want some magic in my life again.

My Pupper

December 19, 2019

So my baby girl Leia has not been feeling well the last day or two. She has been having a hard time breathing and is in general distress. Vet says she may have congestive heart failure. 😓 She is on some meds now. I hope they help. But she won’t be around all too much longer – less than a year at best. My ex feeds her people food no matter what I say so she doesn’t eat her dog food. I am sure this has contributed to her health.

Pride

December 13, 2019

Of course I follow my MM’s workplace on Facebook and Twitter and such. Yesterday the social media manager posted some photos that made me squeal. But what really surprised me was the amount of pride I felt seeing my man’s signature on there. I wanted to boast how I know him, but of course I can’t. I felt really good being associated with him. He is part of something much bigger than just him, or just me, or him and I. His work touches lives.

REVIEW – Umania Quiet Clit Sucking Vibrator

November 30, 2019

Thank you Umania for allowing me to test your product.

This little clit sucker lacks the suction needed to make it an effective clitoral stimulator. Even turned up to its highest setting, it wouldn’t even clamp onto my finger, much less my clit.

However, the bullet vibrator is quite effective. I was easily stimulated by the strength, and especially the shape, of the toy. I was able to manuever it nicely. The controls were in a slightly awkward spot, but easy enough to use. The multiple speeds were nice, but it could use some more patterns, such as pulsing.

It is USB rechargable and waterproof. The packaging is not extremely discreet either.

Overall I give it 3.5 out of 5. It could use some re-tooling on vacuum strength.

Down

November 28, 2019

Happy Thanksgiving

So, I am alone for the holiday without transportation. My MM hasn’t communicated since last Friday, and I’m feeling very isolated.

The ex took the car to go see his sister in Michigan for Thanksgiving. I am really glad he did. He needs to see them (it’s been years literally, until they brought the car to us last month, since he’s seen ANY of his family, much less this estranged sister). Plus I need a break from him. I am having a meal delivered tomorrow. But I feel isolated from my own family. Not that my family cares. Even my brother, whom I was very close to, has started to pull away since his husband got on my case last month about the whole car situation.

But what is really bugging me is that my guy hasn’t talked to me. Granted, hewas sick, yes. But he hasn’t even read my couple of messages. (I haven’t written since Sunday since I know he was on the road Sunday-Monday, and since he hasn’t readvthe messages I did send). I am assuming he went home for Thanksgiving. But this is the first time he didn’t let me know that he was going. Maybe he forgot, maybe he thought he did tell me. But since I am down anyways, it just stings.

EDIT: He messaged me today. He is still sick. He thinks it might be the flu. He is at his job, not home, but resting today. I feel better, but still missing him.

Third Time

November 27, 2019

I saw him again! Three times in six months! Sadly, that’s a record.

I drive approximately 1200 miles, one-way, to see him.

I got there last Sunday night and stayed until Tuesday morning. Then drive back, a slightly different route, so I could take my kid to lunch too.

Sunday night was great. He got home from work and within 15 minutes we were naked and on the bed.

Unfortunately, Monday he was not feeling well at all. I didn’t push him. Really I wasn,t even disappointed. I would rather be there with him, than here with my ex.

We watched TV and napped and joked. I was totally comfortable. He did run out for food for us. Tuesday when I left, he looked very bad. I just kissed him and gave him a hug. He apolgized and said he hoped he would be more fun next time I visited.

He messaged me Friday night saying he was doing a bit better, but was still recovering. And he apologized again. I reiterated that I still would rather be there than here.

I miss him.

What Goes On

November 25, 2019

It’s taken me a while to decide to publish this. It may not seem much of an issue. But when it goes on repeatedly, it gets old and tiresome, and messes with me.

11/7/19 8:55 pm

ex comes in, sits on my bed, grabs tube of icy-hot, asks if i want a back rub, i say no, throws it angrily back on dresser

ex asks again, i say no, throws tube back

ex asks if i want a butt rub, i say no

ex asks if i want a boob rub, i say no, throws tube back

says “there’s no reason why we shouldn’t be doing anything (sexually) – it’s not like we’re going to get remarried”

“you’re going to be out of here soon anyways, right? no reason we shouldn’t do anything”

“you should let me look at your breasts so i don’t die a lonely man”

i say no, it’ll just arouse you more

comes around to look down my shirt, “you have a bra on”

me – well, yeah. i have nice cleavage (trying to lighten the situation)

“i want to see the whole thing”

me – don’t touch me

“you’re a fucking bitch! you want all this stuff but you won’t give. you,re a fucking bitch. fucking bitch!” stalks out of room

he did not touch me though

10:44 pm

very thirsty so i go out to kitchen to get a drink. he is sitting on couch. sees me, takes off his headphones

“i need to ask you something – do you really expect me to take care of you the rest of your life.”

uh, no

“when are you moving out?”

whenever I can

“don’t you think you should think about moving out.”

where would I go? how would i get there? Give me the keys. (I hold out my hand)

“Call (my brother). He’s your brother.”

He doesn’t have room for me. (And i did tell my brother what’s going on)

you know my situation (regarding my hearing and such)

“gah!” he puts his headphones on and ignores me

11:05

he just knocked on my door – stuck his head in – said, okay so we’ll start making decisions when you get your (ssi hearing) decision. You can always move down to (son’s place). This is bullshit. I’m tired…”

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Friday 11/8/19

1:00 pm

Discussing the previous night, he starts saying again that he doesn’t think there’s any reason why we shouldn’t have sex if I am staying. Says I don’t realize how “hard I make things for him” (i guess wearing “revealing” clothes (t-shirts and leggings or shorts) ). I said he should be able to control himself and I don’t want to be put in that situation. He stops the conversation, but agrees nothing can be done at this point about me moving out. but reiterates he wants me to stay

Sunday 11/10/19

9:55 pm

i gave him my phone to look at a picture our son drew and he started going through my photos! and got mad when i tried to take the phone away from him. he moved it out of my reach. luckily i didn’t have any pics from my guy in there

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Monday 11/11/19

8:30 am

I come out of my room dressed and ready to go to Group Therapy. He asks when I’ll be back. Then asks if I am wearing a new shirt – uh, it’s a long-sleeved t-shirt, I have a bunch of these I only wear when it’s cold, so just because you haven’t seen it in a few months doesn’t mean it’s new. He then says it looks nice. I thank him. then he says “You’re getting dressed up for all the guys in your group.” matter-of-factly.

I guess I should have never told him I am the only female in my group other than the therapist. There’s like 3-5 other people in the group depending on who all comes. Four of them are learning disabled. The other one is 70 years old and cranky. Plus it’s Group Therapy… I want someone stable.