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Monday, June 20, 2016

SUMMEROTICA

Dears,
Times are anxious, sad, angry, and this country seems to have lost itself. I wish I had a new inspiring poem for you, but I don't. We still have each other, though. There are too many thoughtful, loving folks in blogland alone, to ever feel alone. I appreciate and love you all.

Summer starts this week. I touched up this oldie but hottie with some photographs and stuff.

Take good care of yourselves, and stay out of the heat...or enjoy it.


55 comments:

  1. We do have each other for friendship and support.
    Sorry, can't see image...

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    1. Not sure what happened. Thanks for telling me. Sorry, Alex.

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  2. No wonder Bernie's like the Energizer Bunny with you around to recharge his batteries!

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    1. I do what I can for the cause, Debra. Smiles.

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  3. That sounds like a better massage than any I've had.

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    1. Not to brag (more), but it WAS truly inspiring, Stephen.

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  4. Wow, with a massage like that, everything will sure stay loose. Well almost everything lol

    Blogland sure has a lot of great people indeed.

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    1. And creative gurus like you
      Are in blogland too.

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  5. A massage is always a great way to loosen up. The only weather related poem I remember hearing from an older guy back in the early 80's was this:
    When the weather's hot and sultry,
    That's no time to commit adultery.
    But when the frost is on the pumpkin,
    That's the time for peter dunkin'.

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    1. Frost on the pumpkin, eh? I suppose one shouldn't let peter pumpkin go frigid. It loses its appeal.

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  6. I've never had a massage, except by my hubby! That sounded awesome!

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    1. It was awesome, but it'd be nice to not have to pay for massages, JoJo. I hope you get them on demand.

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  7. A massage like that would have me melting...
    Take care of important and valued self.

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  8. Ah, a masseur. There was I thinking he was your gynaecologist. :)

    "I lay weak on his bed" was a great line, Robyn. It instantly put a picture into my head. ;)

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    1. I'm honored to have stirred things in your head, GB. ;)

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  9. That must have been one heck of a massage. You are right about there being loving and kind people in blogland and you are one of those for sure.

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    1. Either that or I'm extremely repressed. Or both. Yeah, it's both.
      And thank you for the sweet compliment, Cheryl. You are too.

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  10. It sounds like he rubbed you the right way! :) You are definitely right about there being a lot of wonderful people in blogland. Have a good week!

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    1. Great play on words, Connie. Have a good week too.

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  11. Hi Robyn,

    And now an important massage, um, message from me.

    Times are anxious on a worldwide basis. Love and massages are the way forward.

    Gary :) x

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    1. And chocolate, Gary. Don't forget the chocolate. Hugs.

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    2. Of course and I shall be sending you some real chocolate. Not the glorified wax y'all get over there :) Chocolate hugs!

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    3. The real European stuff? HOLD ME BACK! I mean, don't hold me back. I'm ready to attack.
      Chocolate hugs and kisses backatcha. =-)

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  12. This is great and now I'm too sick to try and have my hubby massage...ooh wait, there is the Vick's vapour rub...oh hunny!!

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    1. Oooh la la, Vick's vapour rub! Enjoy, Birgit! And feel better, much better.

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  13. Excellent! I bet Bernie saw you and thought, I wanna massage that woman into ecstasy. I've had two massages in my life, both post-divorce because I couldn't spend money on myself when I was married. Both times women provided the massage. Now I think I'd like to try a man.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. I usually get a woman. This time, I got lucky. =)

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  14. The medium is the massage. Somehow I got to thinking of Marshall McLuhan here. Terrific post, Robyn. Thanks.

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    1. Words take the creative's braincells in all sorts of unexpected directions, Geo. I like that. Thank you, and you're welcome.

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  15. Saw the title and I know I'm in for another treat. Thanks for not disappointing. :D

    Enjoy summer!

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    1. Your welcome, Lux. Thank you!
      Happy summer to you as well.

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  16. Look at those guns (well, gun) on Bernie Sanders. I had no idea.

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    1. And you haven't seen his whole collection, Mitchell. It's impressive!

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    1. I'll take that as a compliment, and I hope it was one. =~] Thanks, Dixie.

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  18. Hahaha I love it Robyn - where is this magical man I need to see him too lol

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    1. He has yet to visit the land down under. Um, pun not intended. Well, not initially, but it works so well! Smiles. Thanks, Ayela!

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  19. still feeling the bern....summer massage and waves rolling over you. Happy Summer! I laughed out loud.Take care and stay cool this week

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    1. Thank you, Joanne. Stay cool too - it's in the 100s here. I'm guessing it about the same for you. Ice cream and/or frozen yogurt is often needed, right?

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    1. Yeah, but it was a really, really, really pleasant one.

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  21. "Orange covered the skies"
    That feels like a metaphor for Trump. Love the erotica, but the current state of events is still a major boner-killer.

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    1. Scratch "orange," and I'll replace it with "red." Trump ruins every damn thing, that orange mofo, boners included.

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  22. A man of hidden talents. Very hidden. haha
    I hope he was cheap!
    By the way, did you leave a tip? Or did he leave his tip?

    ;)

    xo

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    1. You know the socialist/communistic ideology, Anthony: From each according to his/her ability, to each according to need? Well, my needs equal his abilities. He's a giving man. I'll leave it at that. Wink.

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  23. I'm elated that summer is finally here! I'm one happy gal. Bring on the heat, I say! Love ya, babe!

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    1. Love ya too, darlin'. Stay hot and cool as you desire.

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  24. Gonna be a long, hot summer. I want to hide.
    Or get a massage. And THEN hide.

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    1. Or get a hidden massage? Or hide in a masseuse? Or hide in mass while getting a hot massage this summer? Or just find some aged hottie and say "Pull my finger," then run and hide? There are so many good choices, my friend.

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  25. Yes...thank goodness for the blogging community that we have <3

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  26. I used to go to a massage therapist who had a hot stove in a little country cabin. Oh, that heat was awesome in the winter. Alas, he moved to the city. Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com

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    1. Sounds steamy and romantic. All good things must end, I suppose. I feel your pain.

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