Category: relationships

Lets Talk About Sex: Partie Deux

If you missed part one, you should definitely get caught up. Catch it here.

The first thing I did before even trying to initiate “the talk” with this teenager I would always see as about 7, was agonize for days. Sleepless nights, anxiety filled days, damn-near frantic conversations with anybody I thought could impart some helpful wisdom… I don’t know WHAT I was expecting, maybe some gentle, care-filled utterances and murmurs, some assurances that it wouldn’t be quite so difficult all I would have to do is __________ (insert perfect answer here), maybe even some sympathizers who totally understood my utter desolate lost confusion as to how to deal with this damn situation.  Instead, what I got were along the lines of the following few “helpful” reactions: (more…)

Lets Talk About Sex

Seriously. And I don’t mean the hot and sweaty stuff, the fun, slipping and sliding side, the violent and traumatic and emotionally devastating stuff. I mean really, truly break it down.

What is sex, what are the basic good, the basic bad, the basic beauties and the basic dead ass uglies that come with that teeny tiny three letter word that packs more of a punch than any 12 letter word I can (more…)

The Misunderstanding: Part 1

That’s right guys and dolls, it’s time for another exhilirating Classic Ruby original short story…or at least the first part of one. I hope you enjoy this one! Let me know what you think guys….and here it goes!!!!

The Misunderstanding
A Classic Ruby Original

The noise in the mall begins to choke me, and for a moment I am tempted to turn around and leave. But there is already a small crowd forming behind me, and I can hear an impatient voice yell out hey buddy, get movin! which I know is directed at me. Tentatively, I take a few steps into the mall and almost collapse with relief when my existence doesnt immediately end, all the matter that composes my body continuously folding inward on itself until not even a speck remains. The sights and sounds assault my senses, but I propel myself into the masses anyway, feeling like a sheep being herded into the slaughterhouse surrounded by their fellow ignorant peers. I cant believe I’ve agreed to this, and I want to call it all off, say Ive come down with something, but the noise, the noise, the noise, shed hear it and then shed know I was lying.

Besides, Im already on my way, theres no turning back now. I begin to run through what Im going to say to her. Do I tell her Im sorry right away? Do I wait for her to ream me out? Do I justify myself, tell her that I want to go to counseling? My God, so many decisions so little time. I find myself in front of (more…)

Days Like This: Part 2

For those of you who missed the first part last week you can check it out here. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna give a long preamble or anything since I know you’ve been just dying to get back up in it! 😉 I’ll start y’all off on the paragraph we left off on just as a wee refresher. Enjoy!

She saw blood in the middle of the room, unmistakable in its colour and consistency. Even from here. She looked frantically at her hands, her arms, her legs, her stomach. She felt around her back, but still nothing. She decided that it must have been her husbands. But why did he fly into a rage this time? That man could be so irrational when he was mad, flying off the handle, getting drunk and then trashing their home. They had had to move three times since John had lost his job, because the neighbours would complain and eventually theyd get evicted. God, sometimes she just couldnt stand him. There was a big difference between being in love with someone and simply loving them. She had never been in love with John, that she was sure of. And, although she is not sure (more…)

This Dad Sure Delivered!!!!

Occassionally on Mondays it’s nice to hear about a nice, cute, inspirational thing that happened. I spoke with a friend of mine on MSN today after not having spoke with him in quite a while. In fact, the last time I had a conversation with him he told me that his wife was pregnant with their second child. So, of course, the first questions I had were “Sooo…your wife had the baby, right? Was it a boy or a girl? When was it born? What did you name it?” and eagerly hit ‘send’. The little ‘replying’ bubble popped up in the corner and I reread my response quickly to make sure that in my excitement I hadn’t accidentally sent off some gibberish which he was currently reading while staring at the screen quizzically, trying to decide whether to make a guess at what my message was or to just respond with a ‘what?’ so that way I would repeat what I said, hopefully more carefully and therefore clearly (more…)

Have You Ever Cussed Off Your Parents?

Ever been so mad you see red (literally)? Ever been so frustrated or angry that you feel that you’re about to explode, implode, or seriously cause some damage to anything or anyone within arms reach? Unless you’re one of those uber-calm people that I can’t stand (cause you make me look bad lol) you probably have, at least once. So you know what it is when you get to that point where your blood is boiling and you’re beyond helpless to control it: it’s damn near impossible to make your thoughts, words, feelings and actions all seem to be a fluent, coherent, respectful and personality-consistent entity rather than the ugly, evil-eyed, fire-breathing monster they become.

Curse words fly from your mouth without even a second thought as to who’s around you or what type of environment you’re in. Suddenly, morals and codes of ethics you have ardently upheld and preached are (more…)

All Women Are Prostitutes

…Or so suggests many women who engage in legalized forms of prostitution. From talk-show exclusives to magazines to documentaries, the legalized sex trade has been all the rage as of lately. And who can really blame to media for capitalizing on the newest lifestyle trend to hit North America: guilt-free sexual activity. From pointers on keeping physically and emotionally safe before, during, and after one night stands, to ways in which women can keep their sex drives at max 24-7, to more scandalous things like the rise in sexting and real-life amateur pornography making its way to the world wide web, sex seems to be the newest cause of and solution to all of life’s problems (coming in second only to drugs and alcohol…which certainly have never obtained such global acceptance and wide ranges of age groups glamourizing it) (more…)

Give Into the Consumerism for a Happy Mother's Day

I would like to think that I’m the kinda gal that doesn’t buy into superficial consumerist holidays. So does my mother. And, since I’m most certainly my mother’s child (some of the time! lol) I’m pretty certain that it’s her general attitude towards holidays and the fact that celebrating them on that day is entirely irrelevant, that it would mean JUST as much to celebrate the week before or after society decides to officially launch said holiday, is the basis for my thought processes. But, here’e the thing. I don’t need the whole kit-and-kaboodle on Valentine’s Day, let’s say, because quite frankly at least 50% of people in society (or at least the one’s that I see in society) are single and therefore NOT going to be involved in the V-Day festivities. So, even if all I get is a little cuddle or a phone call that says “Happy Valentines Day! I love you baby!” from my man, at least I HAVE a man and GOT a call (more…)

"No, You Hang Up First!!" Syndrome

You know what I’m talking about here: two lovebirds are cooing sweet nothings to each other over the phone, pining away so unabashedly that to be an observer to the scene is painfully embarassing. And you can’t figure out who should be more embarassed: your friend for being caught acting like such a goof, or you, for appearing in public with them ever again not knowing which faces in the crowd know what kind of love-sick freak your friend has morphed into. After your tenth not-so-subtle suggestion that your friend get off the phone because you’re now running half an hour late because of this idiotic conversation they refuse to end, their glazed-over eyes finally begin to clear slightly. Looking at you almost in shock as though realizing for the first time that there’s someone else (more…)

When You Divorce Him, You Divorce His Friends Too…Or Do You??

Yesterday, I decided to wild-out! Seriously, I was gonna get smashed outta my mind, hopefully SOO plastered that even the wino in the video that was featured on my Alchohol Special would have looked good and sober! While I am (no longer :-p) an advocate for drinking away your problems, primarily because it certainly solves absolutely nothing, and in fact probably will in the process add on at least a few new ones, I do highly support the idea of getting out and blowing off some steam, letting it all hang out, getting all loose and loopy and pretending that you’re your partying, fun-loving, problem-free alter-ego. On occassion. It doesn’t count if you do it several times per week, or even once a week. But when you’ve reached your limit, when the shit has piled itself up WAAAYYY too high, when you feel like you just can’t take it anymore, THAT’S (more…)