I'm not good at remembering dates or making a big deal out of birthdays, anniversaries, etc. but here are a few of the ones I feel excited about:

DeliaCD.com - Five Years
February marked the fifth anniversary of Delia's website opening up for business. I can still remember the day when she got all serious and wanted to have a "talk". I was so afraid she was going to say she wanted to quit doing all of the porn stuff, so I was overjoyed to hear the complete opposite: that she wanted to quit her straight job and JUST do the porn stuff. Now her site is the most popular one we have and I'm semi-officially one of those husband-pimp-webmasters I used to talk smack about years ago.

The Wandering WebWhore (This Blog) - Eight Years
Yup -- tomorrow. At this moment I don't particularly want to read those early posts and "see how far I've come"; some of those posts make me really sick of myself, but I think the dudes liked it better then.

I should make an anniversary for how many years it's been since this blog "design"/layout/links/etc. has been out of date. {{{{shudder}}}}

Delia and I - Seven Years
Just over seven years ago I met my sissy houseboy aka twat aka Tucker aka Delia. By September of 2002 we were moving in together.

After sitting here for five minutes I can only say that any words I could plaster up on the internet about our life together -- what it's been, what it is, and what it's becoming -- would trivialize what she and our relationship mean to me.

It's hard for me to explain how I can be so public about something and so fanatically private about it at the same time. People can spy on us together at home, hear us telling each other we love each other, watch videos of us fucking, and read our journals and intimate details of our relationship but the big rock solid truths of what connects us to each other aren't things I can (or want to) put into words for other people or even for ourselves.

That's when the years stacking up (and the way I want them to KEEP stacking up) bear more witness than I can with my own blah-blah-blah.

Seven years and counting . . .

Labels: accomplishments, aging, family, relationships, thanksgiving

posted by Trixie at 3/01/2009 05:48:00 PM -