Friday, July 1, 2011


"You are quite the sexual lightning rod," bon-bon told me. We'd been discussing those who had expressed an interest in me lately. Hot women. And he's all for that by the way. But it always surprises me a little when female hotties want me. "You are. You emanate sexual energy. Wild sexual energy."

"Do I? Actually I have heard that before."

"Uh huh. I bet you have. It's quite pronounced."

"Even in college my best friend's boyfriend said that about me. 'Lilyana just oozes sex when she walks into the room.' I felt dirty in a not fun way after that."

"It's not an ooze."

I laughed.

"It's more like if we were hummingbirds, you'd be filled with red sugar syrup."

Then I REALLY laughed.

"The container is transparent. You know the sweet stuff is in there. You can see it, smell it, and if your smart enough to figure it out, there are points of access where you get rewarded by the sweet nectar."


  1. Very rarely in life does one come across a siren. You my dear are just that. My ship would have no chance.

  2. As much as I can tell from reading your blog posts, I agree. I hope that one day I will be able to visit you on a trip to Vegas. That way I will know for sure. :-)


  3. Love the post. Watch out for the hummingbirds, though. While they do like to use their tongues to lap up the nectar (something like 13 licks per second), they tend to flit from flower to flower, knowing which flowers they have visited and just how long it takes a flower to refill. ;)

    i did just put a hummingbird feeder in the yard for my Wife...right next to the finch feeder.

  4. @Anon and Paige: Thanks for reading!

    @Chaste Hubby: Thanks for the warning! LOL! I don't want any flitting. ;)