So, how did I get to this point? Where I feel like blogging and blabbing about myself? I guess it has to do with the fact that I'm waking up after years of not being myself, sleepwalking through my duties as wife, mom and business person...

 

About a year before my divorce my best friend Jill took me on a trip to Mexico, just the two of us. (she practically had to kidnap me to get me away from everyything) Jill has been my partner in crime since we were in sixth grade, we like to say we've been bad influences on each other...Anyway she got me to go, got me to buy some bikinis ( first I'd bought in years because the ex wanted me in one piece suits, even though I have had the figure for kinis all along) I started remembering , with her help, what it was like to be me again...I actually started to feel sexually interested and attractive again...just being ogled by men, by showing off my body...and constant reminders from Karen about how naughty we were in High School...