"Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it." Greg Anderson
Easy for him to say! All he ever has to do is wash and shave. That's because he's a man.

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Wednesday 30 March 2011

I've found the answer! Plan B!

Big chap and I made a date for a drink initially and possibly dinner, depending on how the conversation was going. I’d given the problem I mentioned in the previous blog some consideration and, being a lateral thinker non pareille, came up with a splendid solution. What do you think?


I’m still not a hundred per cent convinced though. Of course, it does add a certain S and M flavour to the proceedings (which I’m not greatly in favour of because it might give my  future inamorati peculiar ideas that I’m not prepared to follow through, in theory, at this stage), but in the absence of Plan C, this will have to do.

Oooh – but wait - hang on a minute… there is a glimmer of Plan C percolating through. My neurons have gone into a psychotic frenzy. Quick! Paper! Pencil! Stay here - don't move!


I’ll be back shortly...

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Brilliant plan! Looks a bit uncomfortable, but if it's for the greater good, then ......

I can't wait to hear about how the date goes!

(here's hoping you have better dates than I do, btw) ;-)

Kettlehunter said...

Am I being too simplistic when I say get him to hold, fondle, generally enjoy them during the act - otherwise he'll just be (maetaphorically) twiddling his fingers when he could be physically twiddling.....you have to keep them occupied or else they just get up to mischief!!

Kettlehunter said...

or even metaphorically!

Cousin Bette said...

Kettlehunter - If he held, fondled, fiddled, twiddled, I really might remind him of Ermintrude, and all my sex goddess-ness could evaporate. Look at the picture, then imagine him fiddling. Nah! I've nearly finished Plan C. ;)

Stella said...

For God's sake Bette what is with the weird belt combo, love the pic, though when I looked quickly without my glasses (designer of course) I thought he had his willie caught in with the belts and your boobs, maybe something I might try out lol cause my boobs are much perkier than yours being so much younger :). Anyway I digress, ANN SUMMERS you have the catalogue look at peephole bras page a better look than two belts squashing everything down. I feel you are becoming a lost cause and all my fabulous help is wasted on you!

Downith said...

I'm holding out for plan C.

And thank you for my Mother's Day gift.

Cousin Bette said...

My pleasure, Downith! I hope you get some flowers and/or chocs as well. You sure deserve them!

Cousin Bette said...

Stella - yes, indeed - I spotted that optical illusion with the willie after I'd done it. If I squint my eyes, I can almost get, er, mildly excited - not. I'm onto the bra idea - I'll check it out. Thanks for all your advice and assistance, you are as always an inspiration, bit like Tony Robbins. ;)