Arg. I know what this post is suppose to be - really I do. I had it all planned in my head and I was going to write it down and it was going to look really pretty and then I was going to go to bed and put in “The Big Chill” and watch it because I remember catching some of it on tv not so long ago and wanted to see the whole thing. It looks like a sort of St. Elmos Fire for people over 40. Anyways … I had plans. Honestly I did. But when I started looking at my feedback that I was going to feature in this post - again I felt like … ugh. How can I just pick and choose some feedback and leave the others? It just doesn’t seem fair somehow and I’m too much of a pleaser that the thought of insulting someone or not mentioning someone that “deserves” to be mentioned bothers the hell out of me. I’d rather not thank anyone (lol!) or thank people privately. So that is what I’m going to do. I’m going to start sending out little notes privately - fuck it. *wink*. And in here I’ll just mention a few from time to time. That is my decision - and hopefully I won’t have to start another post off this way again. (I noticed that every time it comes time to do this I have a paragraph of disclosures before I begin. I’m annoyed with myself even if no one else is… blah).

So I have made a decision. But first let me explain. LOL! It’s not a disclosure - it’s just the full story… you’ll see.

So one day last week I was minding my own business when suddenly I received a call. Now this call was like no other. The fantasy was just wild - and purrfectly relayed to me by a very special young man. I listened, I absorbed and then I went to “work”. We played and I totally started getting into his fantasy and I realized how much fun I was having and then *tear* it ended. My caller thanked me and told me that he would leave me great feedback and I replied to him that if he called back that would be the best feedback ever. Honestly - I still stand by that, by the way. Well a few days later I saw this feedback from Catwoman fan:

Uhhh-myyyy-gddd! Wow. If you like detailed advice from a younger perspective . . . GO Elsewhere (she’s mine!).

LOL! How absofrickenlutely adorable is that?! I literally laughed out loud when I read that. Especially the Uhhh myyy gddd part. So totally me. See? totally! So to my catwoman fan: It was easy as pie being wonderful for you. You are purrfectly purrfect in every way and your fantasy is just so much fun for me to do. I’m glad we met - and I’m glad that you called me back tonight - and I’m glad that you went ahead and left me feedback because it made me laugh and smile and remember what a great time we had. Thank you so much, dahlinnnnng!

During the same time period - and it might have been the same evening - I received an email. Now even though I suggest that people email me with their fantasy requests if they are nervous and feel there are too many details and want me to get it “just right” - I sometimes fear that it’s a ploy that some customers use to get some free “advice” or whatever. But this email seemed to be written directly to me - it wasn’t a form letter like many of the letters I receive from potential clients. You know the kind: Dear Advisor Of NF. I love your listing! blah blah blah… Form letters just scream “form letter” and no girl wants to feel like someone is just going down the line cutting and pasting and who ever responds is the lucky recipient. IF they call at all that is. So just a quick note of advice before I get back to my feedback (lol) - at least put in the advisors name. If you said, “Dear CeCe. I Love your listing!” and copy paste everything else I at least know you took the time to write Dear CeCe if nothing else, right? Ok… so back to the email. It was long - and detailed - and I thought as I read it - okay - let me tell the gentleman that I will do his fantasy and see if he actually calls me back. Well hells bells he did. And this is what he said. :

One of the best role players on NF! Thanks for reading my e-mail and paying attention to all the details!

Confession? Role play gives me a taste of the actress that I secretly always wanted to be. LOL! Seriously. I take my roles seriously. If I get a request for something I’m not certain about I’ll be googling it before you call me up. If I get some specifics about costumes or nails or hair or boob size or whatever - I’m a google freak. I want to get your fantasy right. It makes me happy to make you happy. I love hearing from people, like you Mike, that tell me that you got exactly what you needed and it went exactly how you had planned. I know that when it’s in your head it’s in your head in a specific way. I want to honor that and give life to your fantasies and you know … do them justice. So I’m glad that I was able to do that for you and the you had a great time and great call. Thank you for the sweet feedback.

Before I call it a night because it is late… wait… I have 2 more things to talk about. Darn. This is longer than I thought it was going to be. Anyways - one more “shout out” - and that goes to Mr. Birthday Boy. I’m so sorry I missed it, hun, but I’m sending along a little something for you anyways. Hopefully you’ll accept my apologies - at the time I was going to write myself a reminder and I forgot to write myself a do not forget note about it. Did you follow that? Good!

Happy Belated Bday Sweetie Pie Sugar Bunch. I’m sorry I missed it - I hope you had a great day and that you got spoiled and got to eat yummy cake and pizza. I also hope your friends didn’t make you wear goofy hats and that you got great presents and didn’t need to return anything. This is what the belated bday boy said to me in his recent feedback:

spent way more on this call then I should have, but it was the best I ever had on here, and I got addicted! It was my birthday present to myself. (Even though my birthday isn’t for four days!)

Happy Happy Bday!!!! I know that you also left additional feedback about me being patient and stuff and I told you then and I’ll tell you now - don’t worry about how long or if it should be longer or whatever. Just relax when you’re with me and know that you aren’t “bothering” me and I’m not frustrated. I just wanted to make sure you had a great time and that it wasn’t too frustrating for you. Know what I mean? If you’re happy then I’m happier. Customers really do “come” first here, you know.

So there you have it. My little shout outs. These are so random and I’ll probably not get around to doing them again for another month - but I did want to take a moment (again) to thank everyone I mentioned - and everyone I didn’t mention that are die hards and know me better than my own momma right about now!! You all make “flirting” so much fun!

Ok - let’s tie this up, shall we? I got a B on my math quiz. I should have gotten an A - but I made some really silly mistakes and lost 3 points. My teacher hi fived me after my performance. On the quiz, people! Shesh. It was easier than I thought it was going to be. I thought that it was going to have all kinds of geometry questions from the first chapter but he ignored all that stuff - thank God. Ok - the rest of my classes are good. I think I’m going to start writing about the girl and the internet job… whose father is a Pastor. a sort of Cumming of age story, so to speak. *wink* I can’t believe the weekend is almost here already - and Jackson is trying my patience. I still love him - even more today than I did yesterday - but he’s testing his momma something fierce. Remind me to tell you about the puppy pad disaster on another day because if I start talking about it I’ll talk about it for the next hour and a half. I found some really delicious treats for him at PetSmart today and as a result I ruined his dinner. I’m almost embarrassed to say this out loud - but I really think that I will have tasted at least one item of Jackson’s food before the end of the month. I’m just curious and it smells fabulous those pupparoni sticks. Yum my.

I’m losing it and going to bed to retrieve it. Night.

I have exactly 8 more days until I return back to school. I will be going full time - 4 whole classes - from sun up to almost sun down. I’m excited and I am a bit nervous, too. Overall, though, I’m ready to get started again. I always love school - at least in the very beginning!

I’ll be logging on whenever possible for the next 8 days and then on the 27th my schedule will change. It’s hard to know exactly where work fits in with all the studying and tests and papers and stuff - but I’ve done my best to be at least a bit reasonable. August 27th - December 13th my schedule* will be as follows (FYI: all times are Pacific Standard Time):

Monday - Wednesday: 5pm - 11:00pm (depending on how things go I could work a bit longer but will not work later than Midnight on any of these days. I have an 8:00AM class Mondays and Wednesdays - and a 9:00am class on Tuesday and Thursdays. We all know how CeCe is in the morning. In order for me to stay awake during classes I need at least 6 hours of sleep just to function. I won’t take appointments after this time. I need to be absolutely serious about this. Please don’t tempt me - I’m easily tempted and I WILL be vulnerable to falling asleep during Biology despite getting the recommended hours of sleep anyways. Help me help myself.

Thursday: 6pm - 1:00AM (depending on how things go I could work a bit longer. Appointments after this time will be honored.

Friday: Morning appointments available upon request. I may log on for an hour or two in the mornings just to catch a few of my customers - if you want me to be around making an appointment will be the best thing. I’ll be logging back on from 7pm - 1:00am or even 2:00am - again depending on how the evening goes.

Saturday: Morning appointments available upon request. I may log on for an hour or two in the morning just to catch a few customers - again, making an appointment would be the best thing to do if you want to catch me in the mornings on Saturday. Saturday Evenings I will work from 7pm - 1:00am or even 2:00am - again depending on how the evening goes.

Sunday: Morning appointments available if requested. I will log on from 7pm - 11:00pm but may log on a few hours earlier if I have no other plans. I will no longer be able to stay up for late nite appointments on Sunday Evenings or early Monday Mornings. I deeply regret this.

*During the time of finals (12/10 - 12/13) this schedule is subject to change. For those of you who have a vested interest in my schooling (ahem! U.R. and 2ns ahem!) you may kick my ass if you see me taking calls with out having properly studied. I may need to masturbate for a second, however, just to relieve stress. You understand.

So there you have it. My schedule. You can definitely count on me being around during the times listed above - unless otherwise noted in my diary ahead of time. Things do “come up”. If you are a long time customer of mine and you don’t see a time frame that appeals to you or works with your schedule, please write to me and let me know. I will do what I can (with my school demands and personal life concerns) to “make time” to speak - if it is absolutely NOT possible for me to do so - then I will definitely be sad, but will do whatever I can to make recommendations (lol! that sounds so funny - but I do have a few women who I feel confident about recommending).

It seems this summer went by so fast. *whew*. I’m excited for it to end…but like I said earlier - it’s a bit “scary” at the same time. Wish me luck.

In other news - the baby is kicking. No - not a REAL baby … or at least not a human one! Jackson will be coming to join our family in a few short days now. I can hardly contain myself. I’m so nervous - and honestly I’m wondering (if it weren’t for the $233489098.00 dollars I’ve spent on him already!) if this is a good time to introduce a new member to my family. Jackson will be all mine and that scares the shit out of me. What if he gets sick? What if he’s not happy? What if he doesn’t like me? What if I really can’t afford it? What if school takes me away from him for too many hours a day? What if he gets lost? What if someone takes him away from me? What if… I feel like a damn mother - and I guess I am one. I guess this is what I wanted/want - but I still feel slightly nervous - but excited at the same time. Gosh! Is this the theme of my post or what? I have a few things on my wish list if you wish to send Jackson a “house warming” present. I pretty much have everything though - so no worries if you would rather save up the pennies and spoil me on Christmas instead. Jackson will understand, I’m sure of it…

Well that is about it for now. Just a few shout - outs though, if I could. 2ns…thank you so much for earlier. You hit the spot. To Guitar gently weeps: thank you for last night. It was really nice hearing from you - and I’m glad the band is doing well. Always a thrill to be the “band-aid” of a nearly famous band like yours. You’re awesome. U.R.: I’m really sorry to hear about your accident. I’m glad that you are doing okay - but how absolutely horrible to have to go through something like that. Please be safe - take care of yourself - and don’t even worry about not calling me. I mean - seriously! Priorities, right? I’ll be here when you get back so don’t even push it. To my sweet dear English teacher that I hardly ever mention here because we’re on myspace together - *wink* : Hi. And I loveth you, too - kind Sir. Hope the kids are still settled down in class and not giving their teach too much trouble. Dave: I hope my schedule works with yours…let me know and we’ll try to work something out. Tiff: you got a whole write up the other day - be patient and behave yourself on that trip with all those boys. You know what I’m talking about!

and one more before I go…my caller known as newslang: You truly make my day with the feedback you leave me. I think it’s somewhat…what’s the word? egotistical, maybe? yeah. Egotistical of me to even accept such compliments you offer me. It sure feels nice hearing them, though! I have now forgotten how many times I’ve talked with CeCe, but I cannot get enough of her! She is so genuine, friendly and sexy - she’s amazing, and I cannot wait for my next call with her! *Big huge grin* Thank you so much!

Thanks everyone for the great calls this weekend - and for the well wishes and congrats on the new member of my little family. Jax (get it - JACKS? Jax?) will definitely stop by later on next week and make his appearance known. No worries… I got lots of love and cuddles to give…there will be plenty left for all of my friends. I’m more concerned that you’ll all fall deep in love with Jax and forget all about me.

Talk soon!

I wrote a 10 page analysis of a film the other day. I gave it to a friend of mine to edit and well - it was hard on me. lol. I’m not necessarily a wimp but I always hated having my things critiqued. I am trying to get use to it - but it’s difficult. Anyways - I’m mentioning this because of something that came out in the critique. I said something like … well, it doesn’t matter what I said - but what I did was basically brag about something that I had. Which would have made my teacher feel pretty bad. Kinda like that nah nah nah nah nah kind of kid who has icecream and your mama won’t let you have any cuz it’s too close to dinner time. I don’t wanna shove this compliment (which I’ve posted below) as a kind of nah nah nah nah nah moment. But I do want to brag. I do want to say that I feel INCREDIBLY blessed - so lucky to have some of the most talented, most friendly, most … real - customers ever. When I received the compliment that I’m posting below in my email box the other day…my heart just melted. When I read the blog that Tiffers has created for me - I completely lost it. I got tears in my eyes…like the kind of tears I get in my eyes when I hear that song “All By Myself” when I’m feeling particularily lonesome. Or that tear in my eye that I get as soon as I hear that song Mandy Moore sings in A Walk To Remember - “My Only Hope”. This just moved me so much - and I wanted to share it. I wanted to honor it - and give it a little space right here because it’s worthy of it.

Thank you so much my sweet dear friend for this gift. You got that chapter.

”niteflirt - the final frontier…to make CeCe cum HARDER than she has ever cum before…*cue music - an Hitachi Wand flies towards screen while music swells…*

I tweaked your line a little to more fit my mission objectives during our call which I think I achieved, well good enough for jazz anyway. So here’s the deal, well what happened from my end of the line anyway.

I found myself in, well, a bit of a mood over the last week or so. We all interact with CeCe for our own reasons, all good ones. Earlier in the week I suffered from a touch of insomnia, got up saw CeCe was available and decided to give her a call and check in for a few. I ended up running my approximate forty-five minutes of time out well um shopping with her. LMFAO. There’s a side story there but it has to do with (hopefully - YOU PRIMISED CeCe) a future blog entry of hers. Let’s just say in about a week or so the ball will be totally in CeCe’s court. During that call I got to know her a little better too.

So it’s Friday and I had managed to get her IM ID from her and tiffy wanted to play. I saw that she’s available and I IM’d her to see, you know, if she was in the mood for tiffy’s particular brand of bullshit and tease her a little about an idea I had that came from the course of our previous calls. I’ve discovered that if I can get CeCe engaged mentally, a little curious, well we both have more fun.

Well some lucky dude managed to get in before me so I had to wait, but wait I did. I finally get her on the line and she was quite playful answering the phone in fluent Spanish. I dropped the ball there CeCe and was so flustered by it I couldn’t even play, LMAO You threw me for a loop there! It turned out to be tiffy’s lucky night. It was the last night before CeCe’s folks returned and so she could be a little more vocal. I asked if she wanted to make some ‘noise’ and she giggled and said, “sure!” So CeCe ended up heading to her loft with her arms filled with toys and gizmos like a demented Santa Clause on Christmas Eve, got all comfortable and relaxed and we started to play.

One final note, my writing style is allegorical so I might be describing things in a manner that isn’t exactly true. I might say something like, “CeCe came all over my face” well of course not really. You’ve done CeCe calls before you know how ‘real’ she can make it. Keep it in mind. I plan on having lots of adventures with CeCe, ALL of them will occur ONLY on the phone. Capiche?

So CeCe breaks out one of her toys and we convene the ‘High Court of CeCe’ so that I can plead my case, my little idea I was teasing her with in IM earlier. Soon she’s writhing, bucking, and crushed by the force of tiffy’s logic. She ponders it, views it from every angle and finally renders judgement by cumming buckets all over a very surprised tiffy’s face! In my mind’s um well not eye … in my mind’s tongue CeCe tastes like a sun ripened peach, wet, slippery, tangy with a hint of girlish musk that defines her.

I’m not sure if that’s a yes or a no but CeCe darling I’ll take that as a definite ‘maybe!’

I don’t know if you have had the pleasure of getting CeCe all ‘puffy’ or not but on this night she huffed and puffed like and 1890s steam engine. She got so into my little tale that she lost it, she was gone! That might read a little funny to you but for me it was a serious fucking compliment. We make our calls to this or that PSO and we always have a little bit of hold back or I do anyway. An element of trust has to be earned before extended. That night (and I may be wrong) I think she opened up a little, dropped her guard a hair, trusting that I wasn’t gonna clock her with some weird psychological roundhouse.

We chatted about stuff, what is really none of your concern but inconsequential things. Nothing like bank numbers or blood types, nothing secret really. Well except for our secrets and that’s what they are, our secrets. CeCe and I play our reindeer games and we have a few in progress and a few that we’re entertaining, but they’re ongoing and fun for both of us I think.

Once she caught her breath and settled down I fucked her again. You should have heard the wicked giggle she gave when I asked if she wanted to go again. If there were no financial considerations on my end I would have fucked and chatted with her all night long. And my pretty pretty CeCe came very, very hard again, followed by more ‘pillow talk.’

CeCe has her gal-pal tiffy a tad squirmy at the moment. She’s considering bending poor virginal tiffy over a table and deflowering her bottom! GASP! But CeCe also knows this, if she wants to play that reindeer game she’s gonna have to send tiffykins a URL to the dildo/vibrator whatever that she wants tiffy to use. Cause that’s the nature of some of our games and the price of the ticket is an email with a URL. I’m not going to imagine it, I’m going to do it. Tiffy is unconcerned though since CeCe is too busy to email me a link.

Did tiffers cum? Oh yes but CeCe was too busy, too puffy to notice. CeCe was in her ‘happy place’ when her cock (yeah I forked over the keys to that too, it’s her cock now) standing tall and proud fired off a thankful salute like a perverted roman candle, before turning into the phallic equivalent of the Wicked Witch of the West raging at CeCe, “Ohhh — you cursed brat! Look what you’ve DONE! I’m melting! Melting! Oh — what a world, what a world! Who would have thought a good little girl like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness!?” So tiffy came right about when CeCe did the first time and came hard!

And so you have it. That call was ALL about CeCe, getting her off and getting to know her a little better. Why would I spend a buck eighty a minute to do that? Simple, I like her as a person and I’m growing to view her as a friend, buddy, pal and if she is an amigo well maybe every now and then it SHOULD be all about her. Whatever, it’s irrelevant to me if you ‘get it’ or not, but I think CeCe ‘gets it’ and appreciated it for what it was.

I will continue to try and turn her ‘maybe’ into a ‘yes’ and maybe one day she’ll agree but even if not, if we continue to enjoy each other and have as much fun as we did this call who cares? I do hope to earn ‘a page in her heart’ though.

I think CeCe liiiikes me … happy smile!

CeCe, you know I adore you,
Tiffy

Tiffy’s love blog can be found here: (until I get around to linking it properly)It’s all about CeCe

This summer has blown on by for me. I have one more week of classes - a nice little week and a half off before I start fall semester, and the FALL sales have already caught my eye. It’s not the clothing sales that delight me so, although I can be tempted to splurge like every other girl on a new back to school wardrobe. It’s the SCHOOL supplies that thrill me - stores like Staples and Office Max/Depot and Target that cry out my name, begging me to take a step into their aisles where notebooks and folders fill my eyes and the color of crayons and elmer’s glue fill my nostrils. My favorite part of going back to school (besides finding out who my home room teacher was going to be!) was shopping for supplies. This year is no exception. Clutter be damned - I will have my new favorite pens again this year, brand new notebooks to write and doodle on, and folders that never quite seem to get used for their intended purposes.

I realized today that I haven’t spoken much about my most recent feedback. I try to extend my thank you’s in here to my customers because I figure everyone likes to see their names in lights, right? *wink*. I’m not always good at following through with things (big surprise, right?) so my “shout outs” have fallen a bit by the wayside. I’d like to do things a bit differently tonight. I’d like to speak to some of the latest callers I’ve had - while maintaining a certain amount of decorum while doing so.

To my dear caller who never ceases to check in on me to see if there is anything “he can do for me” - thank you so much. It meant a lot to me to get email from you asking me how my family was after the horrific event in Minneapolis. That you remembered where my family was from the few times that I mentioned it, and wrote me from concern and offered your prayers for their safety, IS appreciated more than all the trinkets, books, letters, love notes (lol) and tips you’ve given to me. To think that there are some folks out there that think people like you (your profession) are heartless and mean spirited (lol!) surprises me. Honestly, I have not ran across anyone as loving as you are in a very long time.

To my dear caller who insists on being “miffed” at me - I have one word for you - and one word only: black. Yup. Did I save you a shopping trip, Missy?

To the multitude of callers who make it their mission to make me laugh at least 5 minutes during every call we do together or who appropriately laugh at my somewhat disturbed, wicked, and downright sinful sense of humor: Thank you Thank you…no, Thank YOU! Lumping you all together may seem like an easy way out but so be it. You know who you are. The fact that you find me so entertaining of course goes a long way - but in addition to that, your sense of humor delights and tickles me, and keeps me from taking myself too seriously (which is quite easy for me to do … believe me!).

To my friends who call me weekly, and even daily, if only to check in with me and tell me they read my diary or ask me how I am doing - or remind me to check my mail or whatever we talk about briefly: Thank you so much for making the summer not so blue. You have indeed been my cure for my summer time blues this year.

*sigh* Whenever I do these thank you posts I always feel like I should be walking away with an Oscar or Emmy or something. (And I’d like to thank my parents for always believing in me. I LOVE YOU MOM!!!) I just don’t believe I can ever appropriately thank my callers for being my callers, friends, clients, victims (Mr. Pillow Humper), etc.

Hopefully I’ve helped you all enjoy your summer a bit more - and hopefully you’ll think about me when you’re walking thru the school supply aisle. LOL! Pick up one of those tablets you had to use for printing and cursive writing and just run your fingers over the paper inside. Think back to - I don’t know - a favorite teacher. Or maybe a really great time you had with your school friends or maybe even the best joke you played on a kid that sat in the seat in front of you. Buy some erasers just because - or sniff some elmer’s glue (or eat it if you were one of those kids) and see what types of memories come flooding back to you. Maybe you’ll get why the next few weeks are so exciting to me. Maybe not…but if you do: Welcome. Welcome to the beginning of my favorite time/season of the year!

Talk with you soon.

Be Safe & Be Happy.

So I was thinking today… (what were you thinking, CeCe?) Well…(! lol !) I was thinking about books. I was thinking about all the wonderful books I’ve received lately - and all the books that I have yet to receive - and all the books that I’ve been reading - and all the books that I’ve bought for school ($$$$$) and then I thought to myself as I was admiring all the books that I’ve gotten in the past few days (and I’ve been surprised by a TON of books!!!) this really negative doomsday type of thought came into my head: What would happen if I don’t have time to read all of these books? What would happen if I lost an eye or something (My mom always warned me about playing too hard and losing one so I have to think it COULD happen!) and I couldn’t read all the great books I have? Then I started to think about movies and I realized that I need to stop watching movies before bed. It’s a habit I got into that I haven’t been able to break. I tuck myself into bed - I put in a dvd - and I curl up in bed and watch it and usually fall asleep during it. It’s the best feeling in the world - but I think I need to stop all of that. I should read books instead. I should read and read and read and soak up all the literature that I possibly can before it’s too late!
So my new goal by the end of this year is to read 10 books. And they can’t be text books.

I’m finishing up a Truman Capote book right now called Other Voices, Other Rooms. It is by far the most poetic bit of prose I have ever read. The words just sing right off the pages and his descriptions make me want to cry they are so damn beautiful. Even as I write these words I’m painfully aware that my limited vocabulary doesn’t even touch what I really feel about this book - and that pisses me off. How can I know so many words but be struck dumb when it comes to describing such a masterpiece?

After Truman I think I’m going to read Sense and Sensibility. My 2 n’s sent me the book the other day and I think I owe it to myself to read a little bit of Jane Austen. Sorry Doc - Confessions of a Mask by Yukio Mishima will have to wait until after Jane. As an English major/Creative Writer of sorts not having read Jane will not go over well in my classes. That’s like saying in film class that you haven’t watched Citizen Kane for crying out loud. Sure I hated that movie - and I’m not very certain that I’ll like Jane Austen either - but some things you just do for the sake of Art and image. *wink* While I’m reading these books I also am going to be reading another book called Conversations With Wilder by my 1st ever brain crush Cameron Crowe. *double sigh*. I received a package from Nationwide Education and Learning today and that masterpiece practically jumped out of the envelope and into my willing and capable hands. When I say that I’m growing moist from the book (I’ve already read the foreward/introduction to it) I am so not kidding. As much as I love my hitachi wand - Conversations With Wilder blows that little electric tool clear out of the water. I’m serious. If I was on a deserted island and had to choose between my wand o pleasure (sorry again, Doc) and that book - I would choose that book and use my fingers to masturbate with. Come on… did you really think I wouldn’t masturbate at all on the deserted island? *shaking my head*.

What else is on my list for the end of the year? Harry Potter - the series, of course. Thanks to my dear sweet Uncle Ralph I will be wading into the Harry pool and enjoying every inch of the water. My 2 n’s also sent me a book of writing exercises that he will be doing with me. It doesn’t really count that much as a book - but I’d like to finish all the exercises in it. The Secret Life of Bees & The Mermaid Chair (both by Sue Monk Kidd) are also on my list as well as Invisible Man by Ellison, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, and The No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency. That may be more than 10 books - but I’ve always been a bit of an over achiever.

And yeah - I’ll still be going to school. And yeah, again, I’ll be working here, too - taking calls inbetween pages. *wink*.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again (and again and again and again) - one of the things I will inevitably ask you (so please prepare ahead of time…it will save us time and perhaps even a bit of embarrassment at being put on the spot!), is: “What are 10 books that you’ve read that have impacted your life - that you would recommend to me - and that you feel are essential books to have on your shelf”? You may feel like just jotting them down now and sending them to me via email. You may even feel that 10 books is somewhat limited and wish to give me 20. You may sheepishly tell me that you don’t read - or that the book of CeCe is the only book that has caught your attention in the past 20 -30 years. I would of course call you a liar (and quickly send you free minutes for the compliment!) but it may be pretty darn close to the truth. That is okay. It’s really not - but hey… you already probably feel badly for not having read in 20-30 years so who am I to pound more nails in your coffin of guilt and shame? Whatever your reaction to your little “assignment” - please know that by the end of the year I will be looking for more books to add to my wish list - and will be sitting here twirling my blonde hair in between my fingers, batting my pretty hazelish eyes at you, and hoping that through this little bit of flirtatious persuasion you buy me a few books off my list. You do want to faciliate my higher learning, don’t you (flutter flutter, twirl twirl…)?

One last quick thing before I leave…(because I said that I would…) I have a new little friend that I’m so enjoying these days. Tiffy Tiff Tiff Tiffers is so damn adorable. I loveth her like a flower loves the spring. (lol!) I do, Tiff. She is so fun to torture and so delightfully pretty in pink that it warms my heart. When we speak together it just … makes me want to paint her toenails, sit her on my lap and play in her hair. Tiff has expressed a desire to belong to only me and I’ve allowed the game of wooing me to commence. What is so special about this whole thing is that I became suddenly aware of her putting me through the same mental gymnastics for HER attention! All is fair in love and war, huh, Tiffy? This is my third call with CeCe. I’ve seen words like ‘awesome’ ‘amazing’ ‘great’ bandied about, all true. I’ll add my take. CeCe is flat out, pedal to the metal FUN FUN FUN! I am really enjoying our time together and through the calls we’re getting to know each other and our play is getting that much better because of it! Oh this girl is a KEEPER - DIBS!!! lol Anyway CeCe is yummy and I can’t wait for another taste! - sincerely, Chatty Cathy *thumpity thump thump thump*

I’ll be around in the afternoon for a bit (Sunday afternoon) and then will be returning for the evening… (probably 7pm - whenever) - and will be on Monday morning until the afternoon 3:00pm/4:00pm PST or so - and then on again from 8pm-midnight. I have school on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday remember - evenings will be cut short but I will be on when possible.

I better run - it’s 2:17am now and I need to sneak off to bed and read some homework before I sink into Truman Capote’s poetry. Please know that through your calls, gifts, and confidence - you’ve all secured a remarkable page in my heart. I will treasure your stories for a very very long time.