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What’s a smile turned upside down? Something much jollier than a frown, I think!

Just finished paying the bills, balancing the checkbook, assessing money stuff . . . thinking we’re doing all right. January was an expensive month (like, thousands of dollars more than what we budgeted), but we survived it. We stayed warm, ate well and I feel optimistic about February and very focused.

Thank you to everybody who supports us (currently or in the past or will again in the future) as members to our sites, camshow customers, and/or contributing donations, gifts, kind words, or telling other people online about us. You help make our lives dreamy and affirm my excitement over what we’ll be able to do with ourselves and our porn sites next year if we keep our noses to the grindstone in 2012.

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Links to check out:

• this sexy post from Delia about how my feet excite her (including pics of my toes and soles)
• Lightning Allie’s super-interesting post about how being right feels nice, but being wrong is better (I hope some other people comment so as to distract from the long-winded self-centered comments I left)
• pictures of Rugaru and his friends; I hate talking on the phone so I’m really glad I can see a little of what he’s up to on his blog. He’s new to blogging and twitter and stuff so if you have feedback or tips (don’t leave me in charge of showing him all the ropes!) or just some time to let him know you’re checking out where he’s at & going (if indeed you are/want to), I think he would like that.
• I deleted, added, and fixed links to some of the blogs in my sidebar. Still seems insufficient exposure to lots of our friends (and I know I’m probably missing a lot of people) but anyhoo. I really love a lot of those people!

I’m so crazy I’m holding onto this broom handle for dear life!

We tracked in a lot of fir needles and such wearing boots in the snow; time to sweep it all up!

I wrote a blog entry yesterday, but it was all crazy and depressing and exposed too much so I didn’t post it!

Why do I feel like putting an exclamation point at the end of that sentence makes me sound MORE well-adjusted instead of less?

Part of our roof and above it: so blue this morning I feel saved!

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Yesterday I also made a few little adjustments to DailyTrixie.com (not ALL the adjustments I want to make, just a few).

I’m considering making a very inexpensive members-only area on there to house fuller galleries from my little daily nudie pic shoots including outtakes and bigger versions of the pictures. It would be included as part of our network for people who join our regular sites or also be joinable singularly at $10 every three months. Something like that. I also want to make a monthly drawing people can get tickets to by leaving comments on my blog. Maybe the prizes would be access to this nudie pic site.

I’ve wanted to make cheap themed mini-sites for a long time, but I’ve also wanted to do a million other things for a long time, so let’s not hold our breath. Feedback is greatly appreciated, though. Like if that sounds cool to you, let me know!

Sorry this nudie pic of the day sucks; it would have been awesome but after futzing with settings, I noticed motion behind the neighbor’s open blinds and realized it totally looked like I was deliberately flashing her AND looking straight over at her when I was really just trying to just get more light on my face. From her vantage point she wouldn’t have been able to see Delia with the phone taking pictures, only me looking like a weird naked lady opening and closing her robe by the window on Sunday morning. That might have felt very creepy to our neighbor.

Looking disgruntled over presence of neighbor.

I kind of detest people sometimes. I have no reason to detest our neighbor or to think she has a problem with our sometimes-nude ways behind our big open windows, but having to be aware of and considerate of others just makes me want to throw my day-off plans to the wind today in order to work in order to eventually have enough money TO NOT HAVE MOTHERFUCKING NEIGHBORS. I don’t want to see/hear/smell them or be seen/heard/smelled BY them. I feel sorry for her, too, because she might feel as though she needs to keep HER blinds and shades closed so it doesn’t appear that she’s looking over here (or because she’s disgusted by us), and I don’t want anyone to feel that way. I mean, I don’t want someone to sit at their window eating popcorn and staring inside our house either, but I don’t want to embarrass someone or gross someone out/make them uncomfortable or make someone feel pressure to avert her gaze when she’s trying to relax in her home.

I can’t wait for spring and some of the foliage and vines to leaf out and make things SLIGHTLY more private over here.

From the set of pictures we took yesterday that I posted last night, looking like your average neighborly housewife in her plaid robe:

Teasing you with the possibility of opening my robe.

Drinking hot coffee out of Delia’s pretty mug in the snowy backyard and flashing my cold jugs. I don’t know what’s going on with my left nipple, but it’s more enormous than I’ve ever seen it before:

My nipples are hard & areolas bumpy from the cold . . . brrr!!

And taking my clothes off . . . for fun, to gauge the temperature . . . and to TEASE you!

Stripping off my robe in the snow.

This robe is a favorite of mine since I was a teenager . . . it’s pretty ragged, but I can’t bear to part with it.

About to throw open my robe for a big flash!

There are 138 pictures in this picture set for members. Zip file includes all images at 1600 pixels on the long side.

Drinking coffee, flashing my beaver.

JOIN HERE if you want to see them all and read the cuddly little fantasy I wrote to go alongside it!

Snow on my nude body.

It’s still snowing here! We took a walk in it for fun and to snap some nudie pics this morning . . . it’s super powdery. I’ll post more pics here tonight.

I come to thee nude upon a trail of snow, bearing a message of peace, good tidings . . . and a gift of hot coffee! Drink from my cup, and shiver no more . . .

I’m happy we don’t have to drive in the snow in order to make a buck. You can be jealous of us if you want, but do you really have what it takes to get on all fours NAKED in the snow to pose for pictures to make a living? If not, you may not call my life simply “lucky”. Instead you shall call me (and others of my ilk) AWESOME!

Drive safe, Puget Sounders (and other Pacific Northwesterners ill-equipped for thick snow)!

We got quite the snow this morning! That’s awesome news for us because it’s free photo shoot heaven. So far today I’ve shot three picture sets of Delia looking adorably sexy, and she’s shot one of me. Yes, it’s cold, but the light was perfect earlier with a haze overhead and the light bouncing up off of the snow to fill in shadows from below. Delia looked positively angelic in a bunch of her pictures.

Quick nudie pic Delia took with my phone AFTER real shoot.

The forecast is for more snow tomorrow and even Thursday so we’re putting a lot of other work on the backburner to take advantage of the snowy scenes outside (plus our plans with other people for tomorrow and Thursday are being scratched because the roads might not be safe). Delia and I are wishing we could afford lighting equipment that would do some of the job snow is doing for us today.

Delia is catching the nudie pic bug on her blog, so check that out. And I love finding out what people think about music stuff . . . like whether Panama or Rio is a better song. So I hope you weigh in on that discussion!

Rugaru sent me some cock & cum shot pics I haven’t even gotten to enjoy yet. For now I really need to eat so I’ll save them for later . . .

Phew! My period started today.

Would love to share more about my day, but it’s getting late & there’s lots to do tomorrow.

We had to take pictures of me wearing Rugaru’s helmet before he leaves tomorrow:

Nude, wearing H. Rugaru's helmet.

A view from the back of me wearing Roog's helmet

I’m exhausted. Trying to manage too many things (some of which are counterproductive for me to think I can/should try to control), failing on all counts. Not doing enough to take care of myself, but trying hard enough that I still appear to be crazy-selfish. Horrified by how behind I am on so many things. Afraid I will never catch up in any meaningful way.

But the sun was out today and a lot of chubby birds. The solo kinglet moments near dusk were my favorite.

I can’t think straight. I don’t want to. I just want to listen to bird wings in motion. And be astonished by the plant I tried to save last year but thought died anyway making a vigorous showing right now. With an unexpected little sister appearing four feet away! I made room for them with no guarantee it was the right thing or that it would work.

It took months and months and months. I gave up on it and tried not to feel bad for killing it. Today I found out that I didn’t. It has variegated green leaves on weak tender curling pink stems. They spiral and have baby fuzz. The leaves are disproportionately large for the stems. They stay low to the ground. They don’t need words or human faces or for me to smile at them. I just took away the bossy plants crowding them out. I touched all the dirt around them. Broke it up with my fingers and pushed it back down. I don’t know very much about plants or gardening. Maybe if I stay in one spot I’ll find out that I don’t need to.

Months and months and months. Seasons and years. I’m going to be more patient. I’m going to be patient with myself learning to be more patient. I want to be a rock of patience when I’m sixty. Or just sometime before I die. I want to be a rock of patience and calm.