Tattooed bloggage and quiet moments

Yesterday my friend, J, commented that he's worried my work load will burn me out. I want to put his mind at rest (as opposed to "to rest" which sounds morbid and kinda scary). My day job is monotonous. It's brainless work and busy stuff. My writing is freedom to run and just like any job, we have deadlines we must meet. My writing deadlines are like that. It's my job. I love it and there are things which must be done in order for the "company" (Mia Watts, Inc.) to function, to cover the overhead. Some deadlines are harder than others and some I procrastinate over. I always get the job done, though.

So fear not. I do load my schedule, but I can handle it.

The blog design... well, I like it. It's not super sexy and sizzlin' and that's okay. Sometimes *gasp* I wear sweats and tee shirts. For real! I even have days (when no one sees me) where I don't wear make up and my hair is in a ponytail. I sweat when I work out and I smell like garlic and olive oil when I cook dinner. It happens.

I feed my cats and squat to clean their litter box--never a good, look at me be sexy, position. I like art of all kinds and tattoo art is one of those things which appeal to me.

Since the blog is an extension of my lifestyle... even the quiet bits I don't always share with everyone... the tattooed backdrop is as eclectic as I am to the topic at hand.

I hate to disappoint, but I actually don't walk around in stilettos, wear cleavage enhancing wonder bras, flash my lacy panties, or give come-hither smiles all day long. Sometimes we're sexiest when our hair is down and we have mascara smudges under our lashes.

I like my night shirts oversized and my pajama pants flannel. I like going barefoot in my home and the feel of my body unfettered by a bra and hosiery. Sometimes I giggle at stupid jokes and call my friends on the phone when a television show messes with my head (*ahem* Bron and "Dollhouse" OMG!). And sometimes, there's nothing better than cuddling close to your guy just catch that man scent at the base of his throat.

J, honey, you know I love your opinions. Never hold them back, but even after this long, it appears you have some things to learn about me or my image. ;) Gotta love your enthusiasm. Wanna cuddle?