Happy Social Media Day!

Did dievca tell you, “Thank You” for coming on her ride?
Thank you.

Social Media Day is observed annually on June 30th. In its short life, social media has redefined how people interact, communicate, and share with family, friends, and the world. With the launch of Friendster in 2002 and MySpace in 2003, social media had become mainstream.

In its most basic sense, social media is a shift in how people discover, read, and share news, information, and content. Technologies include blogs, picture-sharing, vlogs, wall-postings, email, instant messaging, music-sharing, crowdsourcing, and voice over IP, to name a few.

And Master has never minded that dievca has shared pieces of their Life on the blog.


Mists in the Silence

New York, New York, 1955©Elliott Erwitt / Magnum Photos

It’s a misty morning here in NYC.
That and the silence of the relatively empty city
make for strange bedfellows
A surreal and beautiful moment

I am really going to miss the silence


If you are wishing for a Unicorn

Definition 1 of Unicorn related to the BDSM Lifestyle:
There’s a term nearly everybody in the Swinger world, the BDSM world, and the Polyamorous world is familiar with, summarized in one neat, pretty, sparkly mental image of one word: Unicorn. On the surface it’s a simple term, relating to the mythical creature of lore that is rumored to exist but is nearly impossible to find. Furthermore, once found, it’s nearly impossible to keep, for, after all, nobody can really own a unicorn. (credit absinthepassion.wordpress.com )

Definition 2:
Colloquial; Synonym for hot or Bi babe or HBB, often derogatory, condescending, or ironic. A bisexual person usually though not always female, who is willing to join an existing couple, often with the presumption that this person will date and become sexually involved with both members of that couple, and not demand anything or do anything which might cause problems or inconvenience to that couple.

The term is often used to be dismissive of a couple seen to be only superficially polyamorous. Because of the demands that this type of couple places on the woman (that she be single and not take on any additional partners, and become involved with both members of the couple equally, and often “complete” their family as a surrogate mother and housekeeper and/or breadwinner and not do anything that may threaten or disrupt the existing couple), many in the poly community call this type of woman a ‘Unicorn’, as in mythical and not likely to be found, even though there are plenty of bi-poly women around.

Sometimes the unicorn is expected to not develop any emotional attachment and is strictly there for a sexual relationship (equally distributed to both members of the dyad) and/or is prescripted as a secondary. This term is used as a reminder that bi-poly women are people with their own desires, needs, and pre-existing lives, and not fantasy figures or pets.
(credit Urban dictionary.com).

If you are looking for a Unicorn buying this Pouch might be a great deal easier.
And it is a lovely item for the Little in your life. XO

Opening Ceremony UNDERCOVER Unicorn Pouch
Printed leather front
White leather back
Zip back closure
On sale for $60 with further discounts available
Opening Ceremony is closing their stores and temporarily closing their website. The sale is quite good.


On the Road, again.


Actually, the rental car is new and running very well.

Travel across was very easy.
Packing food was a good idea and I’d like to give a “shout” out to Ohio for the best rest stops.
Clean, spacious — amazing.
BTW – gasoline prices ranged from $1.99 to $1.15 per gallon – east to west.

Something interesting to note – the further away from NYC, the more lax people are about COVID-19.
Yes, it makes sense when your area has 180 deaths versus the 13,168 in NYC.
But seeing 65+-year-olds without masks and gloves in a Wal-Mart really stressed me out.

BTW – it was confirmed post-mortem that Dad’s death was not COVID-19.
Why do the test?
So, the Hospice nurses who neglected Dad would come back for Mom’s appointments.
still salty bout that

As for my Mom?
My Mom has blown through the stages of Grief and is getting ready to blow through them, again.
She is eating and sleeping well, for me at least.
Yesterday would have been Mom and Dad’s 66th Wedding Anniversary.

OK – as you read this, I am back in the car – starting Day 2 of the return trip.
Drive Safe!
Ciao~
XO


Census Day – USA!

The Census-Taker ~ Robert Frost

I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening
To a slab-built, black-paper-covered house
Of one room and one window and one door,
The only dwelling in a waste cutover
A hundred square miles round it in the mountains:
And that not dwelt in now by men or women.
(It never had been dwelt in, though, by women,
So what is this I make a sorrow of?)
I came as census-taker to the waste
To count the people in it and found none,
None in the hundred miles, none in the house,
Where I came last with some hope, but not much,
After hours’ overlooking from the cliffs
An emptiness flayed to the very stone.
I found no people that dared show themselves,
None not in hiding from the outward eye.
The time was autumn, but how anyone
Could tell the time of year when every tree
That could have dropped a leaf was down itself
And nothing but the stump of it was left
Now bringing out its rings in sugar of pitch;
And every tree up stood a rotting trunk
Without a single leaf to spend on autumn,
Or branch to whistle after what was spent.
Perhaps the wind the more without the help
Of breathing trees said something of the time
Of year or day the way it swung a door
Forever off the latch, as if rude men
Passed in and slammed it shut each one behind him
For the next one to open for himself.
I counted nine I had no right to count
(But this was dreamy unofficial counting)
Before I made the tenth across the threshold.
Where was my supper? Where was anyone’s?
No lamp was lit. Nothing was on the table.
The stove was cold—the stove was off the chimney—
And down by one side where it lacked a leg.
The people that had loudly passed the door
Were people to the ear but not the eye.
They were not on the table with their elbows.
They were not sleeping in the shelves of bunks.
I saw no men there and no bones of men there.
I armed myself against such bones as might be
With the pitch-blackened stub of an ax-handle
I picked up off the straw-dust covered floor.
Not bones, but the ill-fitted window rattled.
The door was still because I held it shut
While I thought what to do that could be done—
About the house—about the people not there.
This house in one year fallen to decay
Filled me with no less sorrow than the houses
Fallen to ruin in ten thousand years
Where Asia wedges Africa from Europe.
Nothing was left to do that I could see
Unless to find that there was no one there
And declare to the cliffs too far for echo,
“The place is desert, and let whoso lurks
In silence, if in this he is aggrieved,
Break silence now or be forever silent.
Let him say why it should not be declared so.”
The melancholy of having to count souls
Where they grow fewer and fewer every year
Is extreme where they shrink to none at all.
It must be I want life to go on living.

 


Searching for extras and the ways to share


dievca spent the day calling Midwestern small town ACE hardware stores and Farm/Fleet stores, she contacted both her Alma Maters Nursing and Biology programs, work maintenance group and friends. Searching for masks.

Not the ones people are so generously sewing. The heavier duty ones that can be used for a swamped ER in a local hospital. A personal friend who runs the ER has severe asthma – reusing a mask is unsafe.

Everyone dievca called/emailed were very kind in replying and searching their facilities or stores. The Nursing departments and Biology departments already donated. Work needed their masks. The ACE hardware stores were out but took their time to look properly. Farm/Fleet came through with a small amount. Better than nothing and dievca had the time to search. she’s still trying to figure out how to get in touch with the closed NYC nail salons.

dievca was doing this for a specific individual and could have them shipped directly.

But, if you have some spare masks or other supplies and are willing to share, here are suggestions where to share the items safely: https://thecity.nyc/2020/03/how-can-i-donate-supplies-to-new-york-hospitals-in-need.html


What day is it?


dievca spoke to her Mother and Father, yesterday.
That makes today Monday, right?
Apparently not.
Days are blurring.


Empty Nest


And the City echoes in its Silence

Photos: dievca Hudson Yards 'the vessel' 5pm on a Friday 03/2020

COVID-19 navigating the City

The subways are empty but if a train is full, everyone gives one another the beady-eye.
Haven’t seen any sick people on the go.
The streets are young.
Many people working from home.
Some people put on furlough.
Some empty shelves in the grocery stores, but toilet paper is available.
Restaurants in action about 75% full.
Quiet.


Stretching in the Sun~


Good Morning!


NYC what is in a name?

Graphic by Lindsy Spinks (click graphic for article)

Where the Names Came From:

MANHATTAN

  • San Juan Hill
    The site in Cuba of a battle in the Spanish-American War.
  • Striker’s Bay
    The farm of the Strycker family, early Dutch settlers.
  • Tenderloin District
    Bribes paid to police in this red-light area allowed them to enjoy “tenderloin” steak.
  • Carmansville
    Named for Richard Carman, a box-maker and landowner.
  • Mackarelville
    Fish vendors once worked along Avenue A.
  • Five Points
    Five roads met in this spot once known for crime.
  • Dry Dock District
    For the shipbuilding along the East River.
  • Jones Wood
    An area first settled by merchant John Jones.

BROOKLYN

  • Carroll Gardens
    A nod to Charles Carroll, who signed the Declaration of Independence.
  • Mill Basin
    Once home to a tide mill.
  • Crown Heights
    From “Crow Hill,” a nickname for a 19th-century prison.
  • Brownsville
    Where Charles S. Brown turned farms into apartment buildings.
  • Vinegar Hill
    In honor of a 1798 battle between the Irish and British.
  • Bushwick
    An Anglicized version of “Bos Wyck,” Dutch for “wooded district.”
  • Red Hook
    “Roode Hoek” is Dutch for red corner.
  • Sheepshead Bay
    For a striped fish that was once common.

QUEENS

  • Rego Park
    A portmanteau of “Real Good Construction Company.”
  • Jamaica
    From “Yamecah,” Algonquin for “beaver.”
  • Murray Hill
    The Murray family of Manhattan was influential in Queens too.
  • Ozone Park
    As in “fresh air,” not “ozone layer.”
  • Astoria
    For John Jacob Astor.

THE BRONX

  • Mott Haven
    Jordan L. Mott established a foundry here.
  • Little Yemen
    The Bronx’s newest neighborhood.
  • Allerton
    Bronxwood wasn’t sticking, so residents chose Allerton.
  • Woodstock
    The title of an 1826 novel about an English castle.

STATEN ISLAND

  • Bulls Head
    For a tavern from the American Revolution.
  • Arrochar
    For the ancestral Scottish home of William W. MacFarland.
  • Graniteville
    For a rock quarry.

A “Thank You” to The New York Times

And now the more practical view of Manhattan names:

Manhattan is split into “districts”, some of which have become synonymous with geographic & neighborhood vernacular such as the Flatiron District, The Meatpacking District, and The Garment District. There are also well known “squares” such as Times Square, Union Square, Lincoln Square and Herald Square and “heights” such as Washington Heights and Morningside Heights. More than any other US city, many of Manhattan’s early neighborhoods were rooted in their ethnic histories such as Little Italy and Chinatown to name a few obvious ones.

Manhattan has a few unique geographic acronyms that are cool to know when you are visiting such as SoHo (SOuth of HOuston Street), NoHo (NOrth of HOuston Street), Tribeca (the TRIangle BElow CAnal Street) and NoLita (NOrth of LIttle ITAly)

And finish with the Bridge and Tunnel crowd:

(often abbreviated B&T or BNT) began as a pejorative term for people who commute into Manhattan from surrounding communities. Controversy exists over whether this term extends to all individuals outside of Manhattan or rather outside the area served by the New York City Subway, a trip that, due to Manhattan’s geography, requires passing over a bridge and/or through a tunnel in a car or commuter train. It can be used to describe residents of the other four New York City boroughs – Brooklyn, Queens, the Bronx, and Staten Island – but typically refers to those who travel into the city from the Hudson Valley, New Jersey, Connecticut, or Long Island.


It started like this:

New gates at LaGuardia (LGA) – quite a nice view!


Everyone gets their own chargers – now if they could add a cup holder~

We moved into this:


The low-pressure system dopped 5 inches over 3+ hours. dievca had a shitty umm, not so great – midsize rental for the 1-hour drive (it took 2). To upgrade the car would have been $38-$76 per day. She passed on the upgrade and drove carefully.

After helping the caregiver shovel the driveway, dievca moved on to

What her Sister-In-Law left for her:


Coffee packet for the road~


Always desperate for good coffee at my Parents’,
M. gave me a coffee packet for the trip.

The name made me laugh like heck!
We’ll see how those caramel notes soothe stressed nerves.
XO d.


“….and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things…..”

~William Wordsworth

May I be so loved.

Photo: Marrie Bot from Timeless Love

Open hearts and open minds allow one to look beyond a surface appearance to gain insight into a deeper level of existence.
May we be so lucky.


an intimate coffee to start the week


Sharing coffee with your Sir or Madam can be the start of a beautiful week.


A little love from NYC

Photo: dievca NYC 12/2018

Sometimes we are a small speck in the wide World.
But Joy can still shine through.
Love to you in this challenging time of the Year.


Giving Thanks – D/s

Would you consider using your restraints on your submissive?
Maybe filling all of her holes?
Teasing her clit so she squirts?
Playing with and clipping her nipples?
Grow large in her mouth?
Pound deeply so the bed moves?
Dominate her any way you would like?
If so, she will be ever so Thankful.

And sometimes a submissive gets lucky…

dievca grew up with a great family. she’s well-educated and has a great job.
she’s had and has a solid social life, no abusive partners, no financial issues.
It might seem like she is lucky, but she has worked hard for her World.

dievca doesn’t need to have a Dominant in her Life, but having one whom she trusts fully and can submit to has given her a chance to place a missing link.

Master would not state that He is stronger than His dievca.
He would state that their trust for each other is equal and that makes their power exchange fluid. They both want similar things out of their relationship.

Its the trust between a Dominant and submissive that needs to be strong.

 


An odd post…..

The WSJ: Saint Patrick’s Cathedral NYC

dievca hasn’t gone to Mass in a long while. she’s no longer a practicing Catholic. The drift happened many years ago and started with an unwelcoming Diocese and misuse of funds from a family Parish.

Oddly, Saint Patrick’s Cathedral in NYC is welcoming enough to allow anyone to offer up a Mass. One does not need to be a Parishioner of the Church. A Mass card can be sent as an acknowledgment of passing by anyone of any Religion or Church. A chance to have a devout group add their prayers to dievca’s more secular wishes.

It’s pretty much the first time since dievca’s Theology courses in College, the Catholic Church has shown her a form of tolerance and inclusiveness. Granted a donation is involved – but whatever works.

The Gentleman at the Parish House now knows dievca’s face and name, she’s been in 11 times this year. Family members, friends, friend’s family members have passed and dievca had a Mass said and sent a Saint Patrick’s Cathedral Mass Card.

What to Say When Someone Dies

  • When in doubt, reach out
  • Show up in person
  • Send a Sympathy Card
  • Consider sending a gift
  • Anticipate their needs
  • Don’t try to “fix” their grief
  • Don’t avoid saying the deceased person’s name
  • Keep checking in
  • Don’t worry about getting it 100% right

(click here for more information)


Flying across the pond…


Your submissive is waiting.


Dom/sub joining personified = Hermès Fusion

FUSION
noun
the process or result of joining two or more things together to form a single entity.

Hermès Fusion necklace, with rose gold, titanium, and brown diamonds Photo: Hermes

If your Sir or Madame is looking for a special piece for their collared submissive.
The joining personified.

Something exceptional = Hermès Fusion

Leave it to Hermès to totally reinvent the idea of the chain for high-jewelry. The Enchaînements Libres collection gives a big and bold new spin to an old jewelry staple while still representing the codes of the Maison as a harness-maker and saddler—as well as a nod to its ties to the nautical world. While the collection debuted last summer, the pieces were brought to New York for the first time to be shown to clients. To present the stunning collection, Pierre Hardy, Hermès’ creative director of high-jewelry, took to the stage during a presentation at Jazz at Lincoln Center, where modern dancers, choreographed by Christian Rizzo, opened a show that looked more like a ready-to-wear runway than a high-jewelry presentation. A series of models clad only in black appeared afterward in the new jewels, allowing guests to get up-close to the pieces at the end of the presentation. ~ Robb Report


Social Butterfly – who were you?

Per Urban Dictionary:

Social Butterfly

Someone who is VERY social and easygoing; can be either a male or a female. Usually, these people don’t belong to a particular group, but rather jump from one group to another. They are somewhat accepted in all of them but don’t really have any deep friendship connections in any of them.

dievca was a Social Butterfly in High School (HS). she missed a lot of school due to training/competing, so her socializing was sporadic. she made herself agreeable wherever and whenever she could. (No lunch, no study hall, no gym and perhaps some classes are missing – Driver’s Ed, Consumer Ed, etc.) she touched down lightly for a short time with whatever group was at hand and open to her company.

People mix-up her ability to socialize with popularity.

When she goes back to her HS Reunions, she remembers her Elementary School friends much better than HS people. That extra 8 years of Catholic School leaves an imprint. In turn, High School mates remember her…that is a bit of a scary thought.

The Geeks in her Science classes knew her best and she is always happy to see them.
Her close friendships were childhood friends and sports training friends. They stuck.

Apparently Master was “Popular” in High School.
Hah!
Something dievca did not know.
He never talks about childhood friends.

Master mumbled something about owning a car, dating more than His nerdy friends, people not knowing His background and them thinking that He was very self-assured, confident, smart and funny.

Not a lot of details offered, but it sounds like Master had a good time at his High School Reunion.

Hurrah!

Who were you in High School or Gymnasium?


She’s a Fox – 1980s flashbacks and reunions

noun. an attractive person.
“She is quite the fox.”

A 20-minute flashback~
Return to the 1980s and the pain of being an early teenager finding out about Love and Life.
Plus, big hair and mullets. What’s not to like?

She’s a Fox is a 2009 semi-autobiographical short film written and directed by Cameron Sawyer.

dievca was intrigued by the video, because Master flew to the West Coast, yesterday, one of the reasons for the trip is His High School Reunion. He’s a different generation than dievca and she wonders what He will find.
Reviewing a past Life and seeing how people move on (or don’t move on) is fascinating to dievca.

dievca hit her 10 year High School reunion and 20-year reunion, she passed on the 30-year meet up.
10 years – everyone was trying to impress one another.
20 years – people had been kicked around, divorced, the images had tarnished.
Will dievca make it to 50 Years? Who knows?
Her parents are in the 70-year range…do they still have reunions at that point?

Enjoy the sweet video and keep your ears/eyes open about Master’s experience. XO


An unexpected pleasure – Sunflowers

Photo: dievca NYC 8/2019

“True friends are like bright sunflowers that never fade away, even over distance and time.”

Marie Williams Johnstone

An unexpected pleasure in the middle of NYC. dievca grew up with a neighbor who grew large sunflowers in their backyard – it is a childhood pleasure to see one. There is a second sunflower that is so heavy with seeds, the head is drooping.

 


Cykels – remembering

Do you remember the heat of the Summer?
Cruising along on your bike?
Bicycles = Freedom

Stopping to flirt with the girls or boys?
Time had no meaning.
~Summers were Endless~


Photos: dievca Sweden 08/2019

trött

After a heavy week ending, then heading back to a friend to help her entertain and feed 10 people. – dievca is trött.

Tired.

The crowd was lovely, kind, fun. But when it is not your house, your dishes, your food, your timing – you have to be aware.  Add the language-shifting and alcohol– by the time we played, Kubb, dievca was cooked.

Click on the name to find the rules of the game…just let dievca tell you that it involves throwing larger wooden dowels at wooden objects across a pitch…sometimes around windows.

Recovery starts this morning:


CONSENSUS CULTURE

A Danish retail chain called “Normal” offers this Ad on a Swedish storefront. Interesting choice for the target audience.

Conformity, most of the time

dievca runs into dichotomies within the Swedish Culture by pushing individuals to ‘shine’ (or standout) when culturally that act is a social kiss of death. Insisting upon change within a well-developed system?
Slow going….but that’s why they hired her.

The US has long been and remains an invented culture, full of disparate and changing parts. Those parts vary by race, ethnicity, class, and region, to name a few demarcations. Identities in the US are lightly held; there is always the possibility of moving to a different geographical and cultural location and reinventing yourself. Lots of Americans are at any time “on the move” in that way.

Sweden, like many European nations, has an old and deeply-rooted culture that manifests itself in dominant group norms. Reinvention is less possible and, it seems, less desirable to Swedes.

Those norms may have grown from the centralist history of their institutions. Sweden has long had one strong national government, a single state church, one public system of higher education, one set of national employment laws.

You must fit in.
Individuality is not usually prized. This may be one of the strangest traits of Swedes because their contribution to popular culture is so disproportionately huge relative to their small population.

Being a pop music superpower (Sweden is the third-largest producer of pop music after the US and UK) shouldn’t sit easily with a nation that frowns on those who drive flashy cars or exhibit any flamboyance. What about IKEA, H&M, COS, & Other Stories. Pop music, Retail and the arts, in general, are about expressing your creativity. How does this fit in with the country of ‘lagom’ (the Swedish word for ‘just enough’)?

Swedes (like many Americans) think that the way they do things is the best – their university degrees are better, their work practices are better, etc.

Annoyingly, unlike Americans, Swedes’ superiority complex is mostly warranted. After all, the Swedes are ahead of the curve on many issues.

But that doesn’t mean that newcomers to the country cannot offer a fresh perspective. Unfortunately, many Swedes have no desire to consider an outsider’s approach or listen to new solutions to old problems.

The attitude from the local Swedes is very much, “Oh, we’ve always done it this way, and we’re OK – why would we change?”

They just waddle along complacently, happy with their lot, not at all bothered that there is a whole world out there that might just, know how to do some things a little better than they do.

Modified and added to a piece from Paul Connolly – “The Local” August 17, 2015

Committed.


Master has been working out consistently.
He has left His dievca in the dust.

dievca has been cleared by her Doctor’s as healthy.
she leaves for Europe at the end of July.
It’s time to turn it on.

Some kind of physical workout every day.
Today is stretching.

Does D/s Play count?

 


Good Tired

Why are my Sir and I exhausted and rejuvenated after playing?

8. You’re Just Too Good In Bed To Not Be Exhausted 

And then, there’s always this possibility to be considered: You rock her world; she rocks yours and together, you’re rocking the bed, the table, the walls and the entire household. That’s got to explain your levels of exhaustion when all you want to do is lay like a vegetable and bask in the glory of your awesomeness as you laze around the place, going over the entire events of last night or early this morning. Phew! ~mensxp.com

That might explain it! It’s a “good tired” not stress tired.


Satin Rainbow

Follow the Rainbow – for the Month of June.
LGBTIQA+ stands for “lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, intersex, queer/questioning, asexual, ally and many other terms (such as non-binary and pansexual)”.

BDSM seems to be left on its own in the Letter Game — “K” for kink is a touchy subject as an addition to the acronym…Article from the Metro UK about it.

It’s a heavy topic and dievca cannot deal with it, right now (no extra bandwidth) …but she can enjoy the colors.

And if you are not feeling the satin — maybe Gucci will do~