Everyday Jade

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A Birthday Weekend in the Smokies

(Ed. note: This was started the weekend of my birthday weekend, when we went to Gatlinburg. As usual, life has intervened in me getting this posted in a timely fashion, but, well, better late than never?) It’s 1 a.m. here, and I’m sitting at my little round table-for-two in front of the patio window, the door open so I can hear the breeze soughing through the trees, sipping on a rumchata and vodka. I just walked in about a half hour ago from a perfectly lovely weekend in Gatlinburg, Tennessee, with Adam and a group of friends at a cabin (they included V and his wife, E.) It’s so peaceful here. I thought all the way home that I’d be sad and lonely, when we finally got home and Adam went over to the Big Condo and V was home with his wife. But instead as soon as I walkedRead more …

Sunday Juxtaposition

Sep 12, 2016 | Posted by in Everyday Jade | 7

After reading Hy’s post about being alone on a Sunday – and relating to being alone this day – I thought I’d post my own Sinful Sunday image – though quite a different image it is. But, as these things go, and as is often the case in my life, time got away from me and I ended up with the picture but not the time to do the blog post before Sunday ended. Eh, what the heck, I post so seldom these days, I shouldn’t let it go to waste, right? The image amuses and pleases me on a number of levels, though it came at the end of a day of conflicting emotions. I managed my emotions, though, using all the “tools in my toolbox”: getting out of my head and into my body (a grueling twelve-mile bike ride); doing something for someone else (taking the Felix-pup for aRead more …

Catching Up

Author’s note: I’ve started and stopped this post so many times, written and pondered and wanted to finish it and not done so time and again. I finally gave it up as too long ago to matter, but now here I am again, though the “why” I’m back revisiting family relationships and dynamics is different: I’m staying at my mom’s this week to keep her company while my stepdad goes back East to sit vigil on his youngest sister, who has been in a coma since a heart attack last week, and who was diagnosed with inoperable, stage 4 lung cancer the month that this trip happened. I had never met her before this and now…I have bonds to this family that weren’t mine until this trip. I’m struggling to disentangle my feelings about it all. So this post begins with my musings from yesterday about all this, and thenRead more …

School Daze

Aug 25, 2016 | Posted by in Everyday Jade | 3

I joined – or rejoined – the ranks of adults returning to school tonight. For the first time ever I am enrolled in a university, as opposed to a community college. That’s right, I’m in with the big kids now, starting on the road to a bachelor’s degree. We’ll see how far down this road I get. Sometimes I am excited – I love to learn new shit! And it’s shit I want to learn (mostly.) And it is the start of (hopefully, maybe) a new career path. Sometimes I am terrified – WTF am I doing this for at my age?? Who do I think I’m kidding? I’m not smart enough or young enough for this. Mostly I am…resigned is not quite the word (too defeated)…but something close to it…to this course of action. I do not want to work my current job forever. I need to learn newRead more …

A Different Body

Aug 7, 2016 | Posted by in Everyday Jade, Sinful Sunday | 7

I’ve had these pictures for awhile now but haven’t found the time to post them.  These were taken during one of our twice-yearly kink events here in the Lou, so they weren’t taken specifically for this month’s Sinful Sunday prompt, “taken from below,” but they do kind of fit it, don’t you think? I mean, you couldn’t get the full effect of the staples if you’re weren’t shooting from below… What a weekend that was. I had spent Friday night in the hospital after an ER visit prompted by a herniated disc in my back. That Saturday morning, I had been released (with quite a bit of disgruntlement from the hospital staff and the neurosurgeon who would end up performing surgery on me) to get my labia rings removed, so they could perform an MRI to see the extent of the injury. But that night, with all my friends at theRead more …

Where ya been, Jade?

Jun 6, 2016 | Posted by in Everyday Jade, Who Is Pieces of Jade? | 8

Whew! Been trying to write this damn update for I don’t know how long. Have been stymied by…life? Indecision? Fear that ya’ll be bored with the little trivialities of my life? I dunno. Srsly! Why can’t I write here??? That drivel up there ▲▲▲ is all that seems to come out of me. But I’m here! Doing things! Thinking about things! Living this full and interesting life, sometimes (I think) made even more interesting by how very different it is than what came before. I mean, in some ways it’s not as kinky, true. I don’t get to play as often as in my old life (which could be because of health issues – explanation coming) and tho we do have kinky-ish sex fairly often…there just seems to be a lot more “relationship-ing” than straight-up kink than in my previous life. It has more moving parts and more complexity involving figuringRead more …

Take Two

Mar 22, 2016 | Posted by in Everyday Jade, Life Before | 7

I have been working on a long, depressing blog post for more than a month. This month marks a year since The Thing That Happened Last February. February 28th marks the last time I saw him alive, though he lived – hidden by his family from me – for another 23 days. It’s been a rough two months. I’ve written words about it these two months. Many of them, in fact. I’ve written words and cried tears and written more words. I’ve tried to write about other things, but those are the only words I’ve managed to write. And while I’ve done that, while I’ve struggled to make sense of a world that felt like it stopped in February of last year, the world has proved me wrong, and gone on. February is just another month, as is March. Warren was just another person who died. Lots of people diedRead more …

Turning Corners

Jan 22, 2016 | Posted by in Being Poly, Everyday Jade, Life Before | 9

I’m feeling some need to bring you, my dear readers, up-to-date on my life. I have received so many kind notes, emails and comments, and I feel truly blessed by the kindness of strangers, and those not so strange, alike. I am humbled by it, to be truthful. I know most of you that followed K&P are now aware of the tragedy that befell our little triad last year. And some of you have seen as I’ve stumbled forward, one halting step at a time, into a new life. It was not the one I had chosen, and I can also say that it wasn’t the one that I wanted, although “wanting” is a moving target. Does wanting this life now mean that I’m glad I don’t have the other? Does being happy now mean I’m happy without W? I don’t think so, but I still struggle with these feelingsRead more …

Wherever you go, there you are

Jan 18, 2016 | Posted by in Everyday Jade | 7

I think I’m supposed to say something profound now. I mean, I’m back, right?  Here am I in the blogging world again… Sort of, anyway. Welcome to my new home on the web, by the way. It’s not very flashy, in fact it’s pretty stripped down, and I have a lot of maintenance to do, as I’m sure you’ll notice if you click on any of the links. At the moment I’m trying to decide if I should bring over any of the content from the various memes that I’ve participated in from K&P, or if I’ll leave it there. I’m sure it’ll be a long, drawn-out debate with myself. It’s still hard to be over there at K&P, still painful to look at everything, to see everything…him, his smile, our joy, the life we built, our happiness…and be confronted again by all that I have lost. So, that partRead more …

The Illusion of Safety

Dec 24, 2015 | Posted by in Everyday Jade | 0

A lover asked me recently if I need to feel safe to fall in love. I answered immediately that yes, I did. I was thinking about being in love with the men and women I have loved in my life, and how safety never entered my mind then – I simply fell in love, and what came after, came after. Sometimes it was heartbreak, sometimes it was a slow, gentle slide into love-that-was-more-friendship, sometimes it turned out to be a brief, intense flame that could not survive its own heat. But still, I never had regret, I never looked back and said, “I wish I’d been more cautious,” and I never hesitated to take the leap next time. I love much, I love often, I love with abandon, and usually without thought to the consequences. And then came Warren. Three months into what was supposed to be a “playpartners only”Read more …