The other day, the beautiful amazing CheekySweetie wrote a little post about what it was like to meet me in person. I cracked up so damn hard, cause it's true.
And then I saw Queen Hilly's comment on CheekySweetie's post - "Shannon is missing a filter" is the best way to describe her, LOL. That was a moment that it kinda really hit me. Huh. It's funny, and I've always know it but.. why..
It's true. I don't have a filter. I'll say what I'm thinking no matter what. It gets me into trouble regularly. People don't like it when you have an opinion or when yours doesn't match theirs.
It's taken me years, and I mean YEARS to learn to shut my mouth. And it wasn't an easy learning experience. I've lost friends and jobs over my big ass filterless mouth.
But put me in a room of people that I am comfortable with? Where I feel ok to be ME, the true real ME... there is no such thing as a filter. This is good with small gatherings of people, but not so good when meeting big groups of 'new' people. Which has led to my serious social anxiety issues. Why I stay away from people. Why I don't like going out. Why I find it very difficult to make friends. Why when I do meet new people, I feel really fake, cause that filter may not be on, but my tongue is being bit hard. Well, I try at least.
I also swear alot. I don't seem to much when I write posts, but it does happen. My hubs swears too. Probably not as much as me though.
Now put us both in a room with the grandparents, a bunch of kids, and he has what he calls "the switch". He turns it off, and somehow just never swears! Me on the other hand spend most of the night apologizing for my language. I try. I just don't have the switch.
Today I read a post at Queen Hilly's. The title intrigued me quite a bit to start.. Messiahs Need People Dying in their Name. This woman is wise beyond her years. I am glad I have met her in person and read her blog through her growth and struggles to become an even more amazing woman then ever. This post blew my mind. It really hit home.
It's then I realized that I don't have filters because I used to be the victim. I used to cry and blame. Then it came to me that there was nothing anyone could do to me that I DIDN'T LET THEM DO TO ME.
Off went the gloves and fight for life began. And in that fight, I learned never to hold back.
I've fought a good fight. I've come out ahead. I feel great about myself, who I am, my life (except for the cancer shit going on right now), and I like ME. No. I LOVE ME.
And I love that I don't need filters. I don't play games, I don't BS, and I'll tell you straight to your face what I think, no holds barred.
If you can't handle people like that, then I am not for you.
But in the meantime I am just what CheekySweetie loves. And I love that she loves that about me too.
Besides, filters are for coffee pots and pools.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Cause the Crud just isn't enough...
Just so you all know I have been very absent from the internet the past week. No Twitter, FB, email or blogs... and this is most likely to continue over the next few weeks.
Last Monday, October 26th, my husband was diagnosed with testicular cancer. We spent the week very stressed, scared and freaked out. No surprise there.
Thursday morning we went to the hospital to remove the rotten nut (it's the left one). The surgery went very well the surgeon said he got all the masses removed. We then spent the next 6 hours waiting for a CAT scan and results. About 8:30pm the surgeon called asking for the CAT results, which were not in, he flipped and called them direct and got the results he was asking for immediately. The CAT scan was clear. We were sent home at 9pm.
I had a sore throat Wednesday & Thursday but was plowing through it all because I had to be there for Scott. That was the most important thing to me.
When we finally got home, had scripts, and were 'relaxed' I looked at Scott and said "Can I be sick now?" He laughed and said sure.
That was it for me. I spent the next 3 days in bed or on the couch working from home. Monday I went to doc. Thankfully, I'm kosher - no swine. Just a 'regular' flu. Of course by Monday, Scott had it too. So we got our antibiotics, dosed up and spent more time in bed, sleeping and watching tv.
I'm not better yet, but I'm past contagious and able to function again. Except my ears are so clogged I can barely hear anything.
Last night the surgeon called about 'the testicle'. Scott has cancer. It's the least aggressive type of testicular cancer, but he does have it and it is most likely in his lymph nodes. The CAT scan doesn't show them because of where they are positioned.
Monday we go to the doctor for a follow up on surgery. And to discuss radiation treatments. According to doc, this cancer is very treatable, and can be taken care of with lose dose radiation treatments.
If the lose dose treatments work, it is less then 15% likely the cancer will return. This can and will be beaten. The doc is VERY positive and keeps telling Scott he will be fine, we got it early enough. That's good to hear.
In the meantime with all the stress of home life, and our house having fallen apart in the past week, living in a giant cat box is so much fun, I give you the following.
**Scott did not come up with all of these, those are noted. And you may think we're irreverent and crazy, well, if you didn't, you don't know me. Sometimes you GOTTA laugh or all that happens is tears. ***
SCOTT'S BALLISM'S
Damn, I'm gonna have to change my vernacular to "My BALL itches!"
I can never tell anyone to lick my left testicle again.
I'm glad I'm married and don't have to explain why I have 1 ball when I meet women. (Hockeybuddy added: that 'waiting' period for them to find out on their own would be very uncomfortable)
Guess I won't have to adjust THEM anymore. I mean how do you adjust one. Wouldn't it just be in the right spot all the time?
Should I get a prosthetic?
Hockeybuddy said: Will it throw you off balance when you walk? Will you walk tilted?
What is the sound of one ball slapping? (added: More like a bass drum I bet - I'll find out!)
I was worried if they took both and someone kicked me in the balls, I'd be like SORRY DUDE! and then kick his ass. Heck, if they only take one, guys got a 50-50 chance, how funny would it be to say "Dude, you missed! HA!" then kick his ass.
Guess pocket pinball is out of the question, thank god I grew out of that a long time ago.
If you're cutting out my nut, you OWE me percosets.
Damn Phillies better win this World Series, I'm losing my nut over it!
I would like to thank EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU who have taken my texts in stride, sent prayers, sacrificed chickens, burnt candles, kicked dogs and just been THERE for me this past week. I appreciate every single one of you more then you can imagine. This little paragraph is in no way the best way to thank you all. Without you, I don't even know what state of mind I'd be in.
So take the Ballism's in stride with life. Shit happens. And we'll take it one day at a time.
Until next time - think good thoughts for the whole world. We all need them.
Last Monday, October 26th, my husband was diagnosed with testicular cancer. We spent the week very stressed, scared and freaked out. No surprise there.
Thursday morning we went to the hospital to remove the rotten nut (it's the left one). The surgery went very well the surgeon said he got all the masses removed. We then spent the next 6 hours waiting for a CAT scan and results. About 8:30pm the surgeon called asking for the CAT results, which were not in, he flipped and called them direct and got the results he was asking for immediately. The CAT scan was clear. We were sent home at 9pm.
I had a sore throat Wednesday & Thursday but was plowing through it all because I had to be there for Scott. That was the most important thing to me.
When we finally got home, had scripts, and were 'relaxed' I looked at Scott and said "Can I be sick now?" He laughed and said sure.
That was it for me. I spent the next 3 days in bed or on the couch working from home. Monday I went to doc. Thankfully, I'm kosher - no swine. Just a 'regular' flu. Of course by Monday, Scott had it too. So we got our antibiotics, dosed up and spent more time in bed, sleeping and watching tv.
I'm not better yet, but I'm past contagious and able to function again. Except my ears are so clogged I can barely hear anything.
Last night the surgeon called about 'the testicle'. Scott has cancer. It's the least aggressive type of testicular cancer, but he does have it and it is most likely in his lymph nodes. The CAT scan doesn't show them because of where they are positioned.
Monday we go to the doctor for a follow up on surgery. And to discuss radiation treatments. According to doc, this cancer is very treatable, and can be taken care of with lose dose radiation treatments.
If the lose dose treatments work, it is less then 15% likely the cancer will return. This can and will be beaten. The doc is VERY positive and keeps telling Scott he will be fine, we got it early enough. That's good to hear.
In the meantime with all the stress of home life, and our house having fallen apart in the past week, living in a giant cat box is so much fun, I give you the following.
**Scott did not come up with all of these, those are noted. And you may think we're irreverent and crazy, well, if you didn't, you don't know me. Sometimes you GOTTA laugh or all that happens is tears. ***
SCOTT'S BALLISM'S
Damn, I'm gonna have to change my vernacular to "My BALL itches!"
I can never tell anyone to lick my left testicle again.
I'm glad I'm married and don't have to explain why I have 1 ball when I meet women. (Hockeybuddy added: that 'waiting' period for them to find out on their own would be very uncomfortable)
Guess I won't have to adjust THEM anymore. I mean how do you adjust one. Wouldn't it just be in the right spot all the time?
Should I get a prosthetic?
Hockeybuddy said: Will it throw you off balance when you walk? Will you walk tilted?
What is the sound of one ball slapping? (added: More like a bass drum I bet - I'll find out!)
I was worried if they took both and someone kicked me in the balls, I'd be like SORRY DUDE! and then kick his ass. Heck, if they only take one, guys got a 50-50 chance, how funny would it be to say "Dude, you missed! HA!" then kick his ass.
Guess pocket pinball is out of the question, thank god I grew out of that a long time ago.
If you're cutting out my nut, you OWE me percosets.
Damn Phillies better win this World Series, I'm losing my nut over it!
I would like to thank EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU who have taken my texts in stride, sent prayers, sacrificed chickens, burnt candles, kicked dogs and just been THERE for me this past week. I appreciate every single one of you more then you can imagine. This little paragraph is in no way the best way to thank you all. Without you, I don't even know what state of mind I'd be in.
So take the Ballism's in stride with life. Shit happens. And we'll take it one day at a time.
Until next time - think good thoughts for the whole world. We all need them.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Everything is as ok as it can be
So Scott's surgery was very successful, surgeon believes he got it all and it was early enough that it hadn't spread. After 12 hours at the hospital, CAT scan came back clean and we were sent home.
Friday, I got sick. I'm still sick. I could barely get out of bed for 3 days, so sorry for not updating sooner. Trying to get to see my doc today. Hope I'm not swined.
He goes back for some more testing and follow up next week. Hopefully he's not getting the crud I have cause it sucks ass.
And on that update, I'm going back to bed. Well, laying on the couch for now.
Friday, I got sick. I'm still sick. I could barely get out of bed for 3 days, so sorry for not updating sooner. Trying to get to see my doc today. Hope I'm not swined.
He goes back for some more testing and follow up next week. Hopefully he's not getting the crud I have cause it sucks ass.
And on that update, I'm going back to bed. Well, laying on the couch for now.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
My husband has a rotten nut
Yes, you read that right, he's got a bad nut.
About a month ago he felt a lump in his left testicle. He went to the doctor and was put on medication to see if that reduced it. It got bigger.
He had an ultrasound on Thursday at 4pm. By 5pm the doctor was on the phone with him telling him he needed to see a specialist immediately, and wanted him to go Friday. Being unemployed almost 2 years, he couldn't go Friday as he had a day of work scheduled and we need the money badly.
His appointment was at 1pm yesterday afternoon. The doctor told him that the left testicle had to be removed immediately. Testicular Cancer. The evil C word.
On Thursday, we say goodbye to the bad nut. He will be laid up at least 6-8 weeks. He has no more unemployment coming in, and was just about to talk about getting hired FT perm at the place he has been doing a few jobs for over the past few months.
Now, he can't do that.
While we are stressed and concerned about the bad nut, we know that this is treatable. They are almost sure it hasn't spread and will do a cat scan immediately after the surgery (well, same day) to make sure.
Testicular Cancer is very treatable, and it is rare that it comes back after it is removed.
Right now my concern is on getting him through the surgery, and immediate recovery period.
As soon as the weekend is over, I'm going to lose my shit.
That's when I'm going to start freakin over money. There is no way we can live on my salary alone. Will we lose our house? What bills aren't going to get paid? How much are we going to end up in collections? Christmas is definately cancelled.
Any and all visiting/travel, etc that I was hoping to do over the next few months is cancelled. If we started to make plans, my sincere apologies, I can't do it at all right now. I have to figure out how to pay the mortgage and keep gas in my car.
I can't even afford to go to my therapist anymore.
Sigh.
One day at a time.
I won't be blogging much over the next week, but I will post a shortie on Friday on how the surgery went and how he is doing.
Thank you everyone who took my phone calls yesterday, and the texts, tweets and DM's that I received were amazing. I am involved in one of the most amazing communities ever.
In the meantime, at least he has a good attitude about the whole thing. Except he has to train himself to say My ball itches, instead of balls. Oh well. Least of our worries.
About a month ago he felt a lump in his left testicle. He went to the doctor and was put on medication to see if that reduced it. It got bigger.
He had an ultrasound on Thursday at 4pm. By 5pm the doctor was on the phone with him telling him he needed to see a specialist immediately, and wanted him to go Friday. Being unemployed almost 2 years, he couldn't go Friday as he had a day of work scheduled and we need the money badly.
His appointment was at 1pm yesterday afternoon. The doctor told him that the left testicle had to be removed immediately. Testicular Cancer. The evil C word.
On Thursday, we say goodbye to the bad nut. He will be laid up at least 6-8 weeks. He has no more unemployment coming in, and was just about to talk about getting hired FT perm at the place he has been doing a few jobs for over the past few months.
Now, he can't do that.
While we are stressed and concerned about the bad nut, we know that this is treatable. They are almost sure it hasn't spread and will do a cat scan immediately after the surgery (well, same day) to make sure.
Testicular Cancer is very treatable, and it is rare that it comes back after it is removed.
Right now my concern is on getting him through the surgery, and immediate recovery period.
As soon as the weekend is over, I'm going to lose my shit.
That's when I'm going to start freakin over money. There is no way we can live on my salary alone. Will we lose our house? What bills aren't going to get paid? How much are we going to end up in collections? Christmas is definately cancelled.
Any and all visiting/travel, etc that I was hoping to do over the next few months is cancelled. If we started to make plans, my sincere apologies, I can't do it at all right now. I have to figure out how to pay the mortgage and keep gas in my car.
I can't even afford to go to my therapist anymore.
Sigh.
One day at a time.
I won't be blogging much over the next week, but I will post a shortie on Friday on how the surgery went and how he is doing.
Thank you everyone who took my phone calls yesterday, and the texts, tweets and DM's that I received were amazing. I am involved in one of the most amazing communities ever.
In the meantime, at least he has a good attitude about the whole thing. Except he has to train himself to say My ball itches, instead of balls. Oh well. Least of our worries.
Monday, October 26, 2009
When Karl's women Collided
I have to say what an amazing weekend. I literally cried when I got on the plane Sunday. I didn't want to come home it was that much fun.
As usual for me, I was all freakin up to the the last possible moment about going.
And as usual, I'm a stupid moron, and had one of the best times of my life.
I'll start from the beginning. I travelled to Orlando Thursday afternoon. Arrived about 3pm. The Orlando airport was huge, so I was wandering over to where I thought my luggage was going to be and lo and behold had an amazing fun run in with Robin, Rachel and Dave.
Rachel was having a luggage issue that got resolved fairly quickly (thank god!)
After we parted, I kept looking for my luggage, finally realized I was on the WRONG SIDE of the airport. So I went to the other side and was greeted by Karl, Mindy, an one of the most beautiful women I've ever met, who I wall call SB for this post.
They took me back to our suite. OMG, hello gorgeous place! We had 2 bedrooms with a king size bed in each, and 2 couches that were queen pull outs, a bathroom we nicknamed the palace and another bathroom, that wasn't the palace.
The fantabulous Angel was there to greet us as well.
Then the laughing began. And the Chinese food was ordered. The laughing never stopped, I think a few of us choked on our food during that meal.
We decided we were going to hit a bar for some karaoke. Also if you had a vagina you drank for free. Since it was 4 women, we ruled, and Karl would have to pay for his own drinks.
We even met 2 more women there, Zen and her sister Joy.
We took a cab there and that's when we met Diego the driver. He was super cool, put up with our insanity and damn cute!
Our vagina's were really thirsty so we kept the waitress pretty busy. Diego came back at midnight to pick us up and we were all pretty happy and had a great time. Karl, Mindy and I all sang.
We stayed up late talking, drinking laughing our asses off. I swear I laughed and had more fun doing just that then I've had in a long ass time.
Friday we kind of slept in and just lazed around. We needed to hit the grocery store and liquor store at some point but we were having some major issues that had to be dealt with first.
While it was a little stressful for all involved, and those of us that love them, we had everything resolved and situated by late afternoon, including getting groceries and hitting the liquor store.
Instead of Halloween Horror nights (it just wasn't in the cards), we decided to stay in. Mindy & I cooked a baked ziti with salad and garlic bread. I made drinks. Cause I'm good at that. Angel's Brian came down to hang with us too. He's hot. We made him take his shirt off. Cause by then we had nicknamed the place the MEATSUITE!
Dinner was delicious and again with all the laughing and having fun. And boobies. Lots and lots of boobies.
Saturday was THE DAY of the party, Avitween. We again had stayed up late Friday, so slept in a little bit. I got up and started cooking breakfast for the gang. What's better to sop up all the booze we were drinking other then bacon, sausage and some eggs & cheese. Not much.
Of course we all ate and just wanted to go back to bed (cause holy shit most comfy bed in the world!)
We spent the day relaxing, just enjoying each others company, and laughing. More of that laughing. It really was non-stop.
Marty & Mrs. Marty came by and hung out with us for the afternoon too and were going to cab it over with us. (THEY ROCK!)
Then we're talking party time.... We had called the cab to come get us at 8pm. Diego wasn't going on shift til 9 so we had to have some other not as fun dude drive us.
People started getting ready for the party. Some of these chickas take forever. I'm easy. Heh.
The party, I can't even begin to describe how fantastic it was. Adam and friends did the most amazing job of decorating and prepping the place for the Invaders. I can't even begin to mention all the new super cool people I met, blogger and non-blogger alike. You all know who you are!
Diego was going to pick us up at 3, and I'm not clear on all the details (um hello Rum!) but we ended up being picked up about 1:30 or so which was SO MUCH better, the party was starting to wind down and it was time.
We all had such an amazing time. The party was great. I hope I can go next year.
The MeatSuite was up late again laughing and being all crazy... I went to bed about 5am, and I think the rest stayed up a few more hours.
And I slept in til about 11am. Then the sadness started. I had to pack. And get ready. Everyone kept threatening to lock me in a closet so I'd miss my flight. I almost wish they had. I wasn't ready to part from the awesomeness that was all of us together. Karl's women collided and the sonic boom was heard in the entire state of Florida. And then some....
There are so many little things that happened over this weekend that aren't in this post. It's just the quickie run down.
But I know that I left in love with some of the most amazing people I've ever met. More in love with Karl then ever. And sadder then I've been in a long time. My heart hurt leaving them. And the pangs of pain I have now are hard to get through. I know I'll keep talking to them, and emailing and texting and reading blogs, but it's still hard. I can't hug them. I can't see their boobies. I can't motorboat their cleavage. I'm not the one mixing their cocktails. SIGH...
In the meantime, I have my pictures. And please please feel free to check them out here: Bubblewench Avitween 2009
Now I'm going to cry a little into my soup cause I'm really that sad.
ps. I didn't do links here cause most of you know them. If you are interested in someone let me know and I'll send you their blog.
As usual for me, I was all freakin up to the the last possible moment about going.
And as usual, I'm a stupid moron, and had one of the best times of my life.
I'll start from the beginning. I travelled to Orlando Thursday afternoon. Arrived about 3pm. The Orlando airport was huge, so I was wandering over to where I thought my luggage was going to be and lo and behold had an amazing fun run in with Robin, Rachel and Dave.
Rachel was having a luggage issue that got resolved fairly quickly (thank god!)
After we parted, I kept looking for my luggage, finally realized I was on the WRONG SIDE of the airport. So I went to the other side and was greeted by Karl, Mindy, an one of the most beautiful women I've ever met, who I wall call SB for this post.
They took me back to our suite. OMG, hello gorgeous place! We had 2 bedrooms with a king size bed in each, and 2 couches that were queen pull outs, a bathroom we nicknamed the palace and another bathroom, that wasn't the palace.
The fantabulous Angel was there to greet us as well.
Then the laughing began. And the Chinese food was ordered. The laughing never stopped, I think a few of us choked on our food during that meal.
We decided we were going to hit a bar for some karaoke. Also if you had a vagina you drank for free. Since it was 4 women, we ruled, and Karl would have to pay for his own drinks.
We even met 2 more women there, Zen and her sister Joy.
We took a cab there and that's when we met Diego the driver. He was super cool, put up with our insanity and damn cute!
Our vagina's were really thirsty so we kept the waitress pretty busy. Diego came back at midnight to pick us up and we were all pretty happy and had a great time. Karl, Mindy and I all sang.
We stayed up late talking, drinking laughing our asses off. I swear I laughed and had more fun doing just that then I've had in a long ass time.
Friday we kind of slept in and just lazed around. We needed to hit the grocery store and liquor store at some point but we were having some major issues that had to be dealt with first.
While it was a little stressful for all involved, and those of us that love them, we had everything resolved and situated by late afternoon, including getting groceries and hitting the liquor store.
Instead of Halloween Horror nights (it just wasn't in the cards), we decided to stay in. Mindy & I cooked a baked ziti with salad and garlic bread. I made drinks. Cause I'm good at that. Angel's Brian came down to hang with us too. He's hot. We made him take his shirt off. Cause by then we had nicknamed the place the MEATSUITE!
Dinner was delicious and again with all the laughing and having fun. And boobies. Lots and lots of boobies.
Saturday was THE DAY of the party, Avitween. We again had stayed up late Friday, so slept in a little bit. I got up and started cooking breakfast for the gang. What's better to sop up all the booze we were drinking other then bacon, sausage and some eggs & cheese. Not much.
Of course we all ate and just wanted to go back to bed (cause holy shit most comfy bed in the world!)
We spent the day relaxing, just enjoying each others company, and laughing. More of that laughing. It really was non-stop.
Marty & Mrs. Marty came by and hung out with us for the afternoon too and were going to cab it over with us. (THEY ROCK!)
Then we're talking party time.... We had called the cab to come get us at 8pm. Diego wasn't going on shift til 9 so we had to have some other not as fun dude drive us.
People started getting ready for the party. Some of these chickas take forever. I'm easy. Heh.
The party, I can't even begin to describe how fantastic it was. Adam and friends did the most amazing job of decorating and prepping the place for the Invaders. I can't even begin to mention all the new super cool people I met, blogger and non-blogger alike. You all know who you are!
Diego was going to pick us up at 3, and I'm not clear on all the details (um hello Rum!) but we ended up being picked up about 1:30 or so which was SO MUCH better, the party was starting to wind down and it was time.
We all had such an amazing time. The party was great. I hope I can go next year.
The MeatSuite was up late again laughing and being all crazy... I went to bed about 5am, and I think the rest stayed up a few more hours.
And I slept in til about 11am. Then the sadness started. I had to pack. And get ready. Everyone kept threatening to lock me in a closet so I'd miss my flight. I almost wish they had. I wasn't ready to part from the awesomeness that was all of us together. Karl's women collided and the sonic boom was heard in the entire state of Florida. And then some....
There are so many little things that happened over this weekend that aren't in this post. It's just the quickie run down.
But I know that I left in love with some of the most amazing people I've ever met. More in love with Karl then ever. And sadder then I've been in a long time. My heart hurt leaving them. And the pangs of pain I have now are hard to get through. I know I'll keep talking to them, and emailing and texting and reading blogs, but it's still hard. I can't hug them. I can't see their boobies. I can't motorboat their cleavage. I'm not the one mixing their cocktails. SIGH...
In the meantime, I have my pictures. And please please feel free to check them out here: Bubblewench Avitween 2009
Now I'm going to cry a little into my soup cause I'm really that sad.
ps. I didn't do links here cause most of you know them. If you are interested in someone let me know and I'll send you their blog.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
It really is power packed
This post is very personal and sexual in nature. If that kind of thing doesn't sit with you, I suggest you leave now.
A few months ago, my buddy Karl introduced me to this guy Drew. Drew contacted me regarding this amazing website, Eden Fantasys. We chatted through email, and I decided to write a review.
I have to admit, I had already heard of Eden Fantasys and have even purchased a few adult toys from them. I was thrilled to try one of their amazing products for a review. I am not getting any money for this, just a free product to test.
Probably a little TMI but I'm hard (all puns intended) on Vibrators. Normally I break them fairly quickly, kill the rotating whatever, mess up the electronics or something that well, doesn't make it as much fun as the first day I got it.
About a month ago, Drew sent me a Water Gems Bunny.
I have to admit, when I first took it out of the package, I was kinda like HOLY SHIT! Dude.. really?
It seemed so HUGE!
Then I started playing with it. Just holding it, seeing what it did. It really wasn't that huge. It was a pretty damn good size!
I did what I called "The 10 days of O" test. Can I use this for 10 days, and have it give me an O every time? How would husband do?
Let's just say we both did fine, and hit 10 in a lot less then 10 days.
I'm going to copy a few things off the box and add my comments.
Power packed vibrations and rotation
Um, YEAH! The push button pulse pad was easy to use and a great work up from lo to hi. Add in the rotation of the head, and the ability to change it's directions, and it got awfully gooey awfully fast.
Synchronized non-jamming Pearl Beads
I have tried these before with little success. This one performed fantastic. The sensation itself was a tease, add the rotation and we're on our way to the big O.
Flickering Bunny Ears for intense clitoral action.
Again, have used these before and found them to die quickly, and not quite stimulate the way I would have hoped. This bunny has magic ears.
100% Waterproof
While it performed well in the shower, I wouldn't recommend submersing it for long periods of time (hot tub, pool), it does really bring up the O fairly quickly once you get all the pieces moving.
Glittering Jelly surface
I like the jelly vibes. Some don't. If you don't this is not for you. It's flexible, jellied, and sparkly! The sparkleys make it very cute.
Battery life - my note - we really did 'use the hell' out of this for the past few weeks, and have not had to change batteries. Battery life seems pretty damn decent.
Overall, I would recommend this Vibrator to any woman that enjoys her partner playing with her, or to play with herself. The O's were amazing, timely and well worth it. It didn't die fast. It kept up with my hard core libido, was easy to use for me and hubs, and worked. Well. Like the title says "It really is power packed".
I would like to thank Drew and Eden Fantasys for the opportunity to test run this Water Gems Bunny. I would say it's a success.
If you are in the market for a sex toy of ANY kind, lingerie, or something for the two of you, go to Eden Fantasys. You won't be disappointed.
I'm not.
A few months ago, my buddy Karl introduced me to this guy Drew. Drew contacted me regarding this amazing website, Eden Fantasys. We chatted through email, and I decided to write a review.
I have to admit, I had already heard of Eden Fantasys and have even purchased a few adult toys from them. I was thrilled to try one of their amazing products for a review. I am not getting any money for this, just a free product to test.
Probably a little TMI but I'm hard (all puns intended) on Vibrators. Normally I break them fairly quickly, kill the rotating whatever, mess up the electronics or something that well, doesn't make it as much fun as the first day I got it.
About a month ago, Drew sent me a Water Gems Bunny.
I have to admit, when I first took it out of the package, I was kinda like HOLY SHIT! Dude.. really?
It seemed so HUGE!
Then I started playing with it. Just holding it, seeing what it did. It really wasn't that huge. It was a pretty damn good size!
I did what I called "The 10 days of O" test. Can I use this for 10 days, and have it give me an O every time? How would husband do?
Let's just say we both did fine, and hit 10 in a lot less then 10 days.
I'm going to copy a few things off the box and add my comments.
Power packed vibrations and rotation
Um, YEAH! The push button pulse pad was easy to use and a great work up from lo to hi. Add in the rotation of the head, and the ability to change it's directions, and it got awfully gooey awfully fast.
Synchronized non-jamming Pearl Beads
I have tried these before with little success. This one performed fantastic. The sensation itself was a tease, add the rotation and we're on our way to the big O.
Flickering Bunny Ears for intense clitoral action.
Again, have used these before and found them to die quickly, and not quite stimulate the way I would have hoped. This bunny has magic ears.
100% Waterproof
While it performed well in the shower, I wouldn't recommend submersing it for long periods of time (hot tub, pool), it does really bring up the O fairly quickly once you get all the pieces moving.
Glittering Jelly surface
I like the jelly vibes. Some don't. If you don't this is not for you. It's flexible, jellied, and sparkly! The sparkleys make it very cute.
Battery life - my note - we really did 'use the hell' out of this for the past few weeks, and have not had to change batteries. Battery life seems pretty damn decent.
Overall, I would recommend this Vibrator to any woman that enjoys her partner playing with her, or to play with herself. The O's were amazing, timely and well worth it. It didn't die fast. It kept up with my hard core libido, was easy to use for me and hubs, and worked. Well. Like the title says "It really is power packed".
I would like to thank Drew and Eden Fantasys for the opportunity to test run this Water Gems Bunny. I would say it's a success.
If you are in the market for a sex toy of ANY kind, lingerie, or something for the two of you, go to Eden Fantasys. You won't be disappointed.
I'm not.
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