I originally titled this blog “Congratulations Venice!” I changed it because I ended up about 7 or 8 paragraphs deep and decided to give it an actual title. My original purpose was to give a quick summary on her weight loss and tell her congratulations for losing over 40 pounds in 8 months! If you see her on twitter @Venicebloggs, maybe give her a quick tweet congratulating her. She’s earned it.
About 8 months ago Venice decided that she wanted to be back at her marriage weight, which is around 135. She chose a target date, our anniversary, and it began. Since she would probably never talk about herself or her weight loss journey, I figured why not do it for her.
The journey started extremely slow. At first there were arguments over whether a cup of coffee with creamer was something she should cut from her diet (she eventually switched to a non fat creamer, but not without a fight). She cut out pepsi, started drinking just water, and cut her meal size down to one serving. Although the idea of “one serving” may be weird, it’s those half servings or desserts that really start adding on the calories you can’t cut by the end of the day. It’s also a lifestyle change. Once your plate is done, the meal is over.
However, very little weight was lost. The lifestyle changes were subtle and still not enough to make an impact on the scale. Without hard work and exercise this was just going to be another failed diet. This is the biggest step of all I think. Saying to yourself that a pill, an electronic shocking belt, a gimmick, a juice diet, or some weird idea to lose weight just isn’t going to work. The key is to tell yourself, “I have to change my life and actually exercise.”
This was hardest step because Venice once had a successful “run” with some not-so-legal pills shipped in from Mexico when she was 19 years old. She claims the most she ever lost was because of these pills (she lost about 10 pounds — which is laughable now). So since she was 19, she used her Mexican Fat Burner pills as a crutch and has always been very big on the idea of “can I try this pill though?”
NO PILL FOR YOU! *Diet Pill Nazi*
Venice never needed a damn pill. What’s funny is, at 19 she had the skinniest arms and shoulders I had ever seen on a girl. I could see the anatomy of her clavicle and shoulder bone. By far the slimmest girl I ever dated. Those pills may have helped her lose 10 pounds quickly, although probably all water weight, but she didn’t need it. She’s a tough girl. Anything she puts her mind to, she can do. Venice was in the military, so this wasn’t the first time she made this lifestyle decision. She was in great shape while in the military. I saw her go from not being able do a push-up, to doing 20. From not being able to run a mile, to running 3 (and lost 20 pounds on accident, no pills needed). This was a long way long way from her teenage days of having the skinniest arms I had ever seen and still being extremely unathletic. In my opinion (she’d disagree), she was naturally slim but had horrible eating habits (her mother gave her money for Carl’s Jr. each night instead of making home made meals) and probably hadn’t exercised a day in her life. Her arms were sticks, her waist horded all her fattening food, and she felt “fat” just because she didn’t look like a swimsuit model. She used to say to me, “Just because I am 129 doesn’t mean I am not fat.” I was just a young guy. Guys already don’t get it. But at that age, I really didn’t get it. I cared very little about any of her body issues. All I cared about was her vagina (which unfortunately I didn’t have one of my own, or before her, one to play with). I just really really wanted it. Seriously. Eat Carl’s Jr. all you want, just please eat that greasy ass burger while you squat over my face so I can study your pussy up close. Thanks.
I’m a 29 year old single male and have been for a long time. I’ve been making all sorts of efforts towards getting a girlfriend, from talking to everyone to improve social skills, reading about conversation, etc. but nothing has helped with my anxiety, thus I’m still a virgin. It is also almost impossible for me to talk about sex with other women because the topic just doesn’t come up. If it did, I am sure I would have an anxiety attack. Is there something wrong with me? I’ve heard not masturbating can help increase my testosterone levels or otherwise increase my confidence. Is that true? How effective is it? If you or your readers have any advice, please let me know. I am desperate and have bouts with depression thinking I will never meet someone I will be able to really talk with.
We have a long running series called the 
This is the best known of the female genital hot spots, located at the top of the vulva, where the inner labia join at their upper ends.
This is the spot of all spots. You can call it the C-Spot if you want, because if you C (see) this spot, you better put your mouth on it, suck on it, lick on it, touch it, tap your dick against it, rub it, circle it, pinch it, jerk it, stroke it, and make sure you leave your woman with a C (sea) spot on the bed. When I orgasm during oral sex, it’s always because my husband is gentle (but quickly) flicking his tongue back and forth over my clitoris. This orgasm is my most powerful. Whether it be with my own fingers, my husband’s tongue, or a vibrator, this is the spot. As soon as I orgasm though, slow down and take it easy. Much like your penis head gets sensitive after/as you orgasm, our clits get extremely sensitive as well and too much movement can ruin our orgasms and be very painful.
An Australian surgeon recently reported that the clitoris is larger than previously thought, much of it being hidden beneath the surface. The part that is visible is simply its tip, the rest of its length – its shaft – lying beneath the surface and extending down to surround the vaginal opening. This means that, during pelvic thrusting, its concealed part will be massaged vigorously by the movements of the inserted penis. There will therefore always be some degree of clitoral stimulation, even when the tip is not touched directly. The clitoral shaft is, however, less sensitive than the exposed tip, so that direct contact with the tip will always have a greater impact on female arousal. Some women claim that, by employing a rhythmic, downward roll of the pelvis, they can create a direct friction on the clitoris tip while the male is making pelvic thrusts, and can in this way magnify their arousal, but this requires a more dominant role for the female, which is not always accepted by the male.
This is a small patch of sensitive erectile tissue located just above and on either side of the urethral opening. It is absent just below the urethra, in the small area between the urethra and the vagina. Less well known than the clitoris, its erotic potential was only recently investigated by American clinical research workers. They found that if this region was gently caressed, with the finger, the tongue, or the tip of the penis, there was an unexpectedly powerful erotic response.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t have to look online for some silly relationship memes. Why? Because I follow some silly ass people on Facebook who are trigger happy when they post and share stuff from their just-as-relationship-challenged friends.
So I have decided to add a new series to our blog. Nothing crazy or elaborate, in fact, just the opposite. A simple diary of something I want to remember for myself later. I am not trying to win a Sex Pulitzer, impress anyone with my writing, or create a smut story so detailed you guys can jack and jill off and finish before the ending. This is just a section for me to keep track of the small things we do and have done over the years. If it’s something I am doing recently, I will add a date for my own personal reference. Although we still only submit new blogs on Mondays and Thursdays, the dates will be accurate for when the sexcapade occurred.