Succulent Savage recently posted a list. I’ve snagged this from collaredmichael https://collaredmichaelcom.blog/2020/10/29/fun-inspired-by-succulent-savage
We both put a “Y” behind the things we’ve done. Feel free to use.
•Been Married Y
•Fell in love Y
•Skipped school Y
•Watched someone give birth Y
And Caught a baby being born
•Watched someone die Y
•Been to Canada Y
•Ridden in an ambulance Y
•Been to Hawaii Y
•Been to Europe
•Been to Las Vegas Y
•Been to Washington D.C
•Been to Texas
•Seen the Grand Canyon in person
•Flown in a helicopter
•Been on a cruise Y
•Served on a jury Y
•Danced in the rain Y
•Been to California Y
•Been to New York
•Played in the band/orchestra in school Y
•Sang in the church choir Y
•Laughed so much you cried Y
•Laughed so hard you pee’d Y
•Caught a snowflake on your tongue Y
•Had children/adopted Y
•Had a pet(s) Y
•Been sledding on a big hill Y
•Been downhill skiing Y
•Been water skiing Y
•Rode on a motorcycle Y
•Traveled to all 50 states
•Jumped out of a plane Y
•Been to a drive-in movie Y
•Rode an elephant Y
•Rode a Horse Y
•Been on TV Y
•Been in the newspaper Y
•Been on the radio
•Stayed in the hospital alone Y
•Gotten a piercing
•Gotten a tattoo
•Driven a stick shift vehicle Y
•Been scuba diving Y (well, snorkling)
•Lived on your own Y
•Rode in the back of a police car
•Got a speeding ticket Y
•Broken a bone Y
•Gotten stitches Y
•Traveled Alone Y
Halloween Dinner in a Pumpkin
Medium sized pumpkin (4 pounds)
1 &1/2 pounds lean ground beef
1/3 cup chopped green pepper
3/4 cup chopped celery
3/4 cup chopped onion
1 cup carrot, diced
1 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1/4 cup soy sauce
2 Tablespoon brown sugar
1 4-ounce can mushrooms
1 8-ounce can of sliced water chestnuts
1 can cream of chicken soup
2 cups cooked rice
Using a sharp knife, cut lid from pumpkin and scoop out pumpkin seeds and excess membrane with a scraping tool. In a large skillet, combine ground beef, chopped green pepper, chopped celery, diced carrot, and chopped onion and cook over medium heat until ground beef is browned. Add next eight ingredients to skillet. Mix well and place mixture into pumpkin cavity. Place lid on pumpkin. Place pumpkin on a foil-lined cookie sheet and bake at 350 degrees for 1-1/2 hours. Just before serving, embellish pumpkin by placing (with toothpicks) black olives to make eyes, a steamed carrot to make a nose, and whole cloves to make a mouth. Use fresh parsley leaves to make hair around like opening. To serve, scoop out part of the baked pumpkin, along with the meat mixture, onto each plate.
Shrunken Heads in Cider
2 cups lemon juice
2 tablespoons coarse salt
8 large Granny Smith apples
32 whole cloves
2 gallons apple cider
2 (12-ounce) cans frozen lemonade concentrate, thawed
2 cups spiced rum (optional)
1.Preheat oven to 250 degrees. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper; set aside. In a medium bowl, mix together lemon juice and salt; set aside.
2.Peel apples and cut each in half through the stem; remove seeds and core. Using a sharp paring knife, carve a face, as desired, on the rounded side of each apple half. Place apples in lemon mixture for one minute; transfer to paper towels to drain.
3.Place apples, face-side up on prepared baking sheet and transfer to oven. Let bake until apples are dry and begin to brown around the edges, about 90 minutes. Remove apples from baking sheets and press cloves into the “eye” sockets.
4.Combine cider, lemonade, and rum (if using) in a large punchbowl; float shrunken heads on top.
At one time soul cakes were given to peasants as they went door to door begging. This was the beginning of trick or treating.
The idea was that the “treat” was given to the beggar so that they would not play a trick or prank or worse, curse the homeowner. After receiving the cake, the beggars would say a prayer of thanks for the homeowner.
Two sticks butter
3 and 3/4 cups sifted flour
1 cup fine sugar
1/4 tsp. nutmeg
1 tsp. each, cinnamon, ginger, and allspice
2 tsp. cider vinegar
4-6 Tbsp milk
Powdered sugar to sprinkle on top
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Cut the butter into the flour with a pastry blender or a large fork. Blend in the sugar, nutmeg, ginger, cinnamon and allspice; beat eggs, vinegar, and milk together. Mix with the flour mixture until a stiff dough is formed. Knead thoroughly and roll out, 1/4 inch thick. Cut into 3 inch rounds and place on greased baking sheets. Prick several times with a fork and bake for 20-25 minutes. Sprinkle lightly with powdered sugar while still warm.
Mrs. Wolfe of https://thoughtsofmrswolfie.com/2020/10/15/on-love-sex-instant-messaging/ requested that her post be reblogged and I’m happy to do so. Mrs. Wolfe, you didn’t have a reblog button on your site so I’m just going to cut and paste you post in quotes.
I also have had the same problem on Fetlife, on Liker and even on Facebook. I had one man tell me I was beautiful and he loved me, without knowing anything about me. This is my avatar and I selected it primarily because it doesn’t show much of myself. The usual questions I get usually include the following: What size bra to you wear? Can you send me a naked picture? What is your phone number; the messaging here sucks. I also get the same kind of “older woman fetish” that Mrs. Wolfe gets, but I’m 40 years older than she is. “Are you really 70? You don’t sound like your 70? Why would I lie about something like that? If I’m going to lie about my age, I’d make myself 35!! I’m wondering if these guys all go to the same site to learn what annoying questions to ask. By the way, the answer to all of these is no. Then there was the man on Fetlife whose first comments to me where… “here are my rules for you.” That resulted in an immediate block. Talk about assuming much!!
“Good evening friends,
It takes a lot to make me mad, but tonight I was pushed that far. Not just mad, but needing a glass of Bailey’s on the rocks to sip while I turn my anger into a plea for understanding. I don’t like resorting to alcohol to calm my frustrations as I know it’s not a healthy habit to have, but for tonight, I really couldn’t care.
In today’s world, most of us are using instant messaging. Social media giants the world over make it easy for us to send messages and to receive and respond to them almost instantly. Instant messenger applications replaced the handwritten letter and several retail stores have swapped angry telephone calls for curt live chat exchanges instead. In our modern inerconnected era, there is a high chance that you have used some form of instant messaging within the past week.
So my first question then, what do you use instant messaging for?
Chatting to loved ones? Chatting to friends? Maybe even having some innocent (or not-so-innocent) chats with bae? Whatever the reason, it’s an entirely personal one and as such, you’ve never had to justify yourself to anyone else. Correct?
Same for me, or so I thought.
tt first started on anonymous chat app, Whisper. Upon realising that I was married, several individuals (all male) felt the need to ask me what I was there for. The answer to that quesion is simple; to chat, to vent, to confess. In all forms, I was either there to relieve boredom, to share some thought or feeling or simply there to relieve stress. Regardless, my reasons for being there are my own personal business and not the decision of anyone else, which leads us to the most popular follow-up question;
Does your husband know you’re here?
Have you any idea how how sexist that question is? In asking me this, you’re making me my husband’s property and robbing me of my autonomy as a modern woman. If my own husband treated me the same way, he’d have divorce papers waiting for him, and he knows it.
As it stands, yes, my husband does know that I use chat apps, but nor does he particularly care. He plays video games and I make friends with people from all over the world. What exactly is it you have a problem with? Is the concept of trust too difficult to understand?
Enough, after explaining myself forty times over, I got sick of justifying myself anymore. I also got sick of trying to peel off the younger individuals who called me, a woman in her early thirties, an attractive “older woman” in the vaguest hopes that it would be seen in any way complimentary. At one point, I was even told that a woman of my age was “in her prime” and “perfect”. Feeling like a cheap rump steak, I uninstalled Whisper again and settled my sights on something else.
I’d enjoyed Bottled before, so I reinstalled the app and set about forming some international friendships. Sadly, I only encountered more of the same behaviours that I’d already experienced elsewhere.
Several men bought me gifts to boost my reputation whilst others said that my photo was so pretty, I must be a bot on the app. The only way to prove myself, they insisted, I must send a face photo and a full body photo. A vast majority of those who request them, however, will promptly refuse to do the same in return.
Do you not see the problem?
Why do I have to prove myself? We are never going to meet. If you judge me because there are too many catfish on the internet, then please, do me a favour and don’t engage with me. I’ve done nothing wrong to be deserving of your distrust and negativity.
Sick of being asked for more photographs than I was willing to send and sick of being asked what I’m looking for, I decided to delete Bottled, too. That would be it for me from here on forth, I’d just have to make peace with being bored.
That was all fine, until a message appeared on Kik.
I had no idea who he was, but maybe he was somebody that I had spoken to before. He lived in Bristol, he told me, and I accepted that. He asked me my age, my relationship status and then finally that blasted, dreaded question;
What are you looking for?
I stared at the screen in disbelief, then I typed out my honest truth:
Umm.. actually I just use this app to talk to my Mum.
Friends, I want to be clear with you, if I have to get on my knees and beg of you, there are dozens, thousands of people the world over who are like me, who are purely using instant messaging app right now to stay connected with friends and family. We don’t want anything more because we’re already romantically involved, because we know for almost certain that nothing more will come of or because we know that our sending a few nudes to a stranger may well leave us considerably worse off. It is not us who is wrongfully using these apps, it’s you. I’ve sent a nude photo before (because I was pressured) and believe me, these apps don’t like you sending them. It’s also not something I’d choose to do again.
Of course, I can only speak of this happening to me as a woman, but maybe there are other examples of this too, of women messaging random men, men messaging random men and so on. All I can say, is please. please. don’t assume that everyone is interested in relations, please don’t assume that everyone is there to see photographs of your junk and please don’t assume that everybody is there looking for an online relationship. Some of us really are just online to make and connect with our friends.
There are apps for dating, and there are apps for socialising, too. In all forms, we should be free and safe to use these apps without having to define our intentions anywhere but on our profiles. A random woman on an app like Kik should not be approached without reason. If she can’t be safe to socialise on an instant messaging app without issue, where on earth can she socialise?
If you want to make a difference today, please. reblog this post because I feel in my heart that this needs to be talked about more often. Internet security is one thing, but we need to shine the light on the darkest corners of the internet and make this kind of behaviour unacceptable. Instant messaging should be fun, safe and enjoyable for everyone to use, whatever you’re using instant messaging for.
Be Bold, Be Bright, Be Beautiful,