The Lovely Lydia's Blog for October 2020

Lydia, don't you think about anything except lesbian sex?

Well, of course! But that's the most fun thing of all to talk about. I adore the female form and love the feel of a woman's touch. And as I have an extraordinarily high sex drive, well, talking about lesbian sex simply happens to be something I greatly enjoy. 

Sex is one of the most important things in my life. For me, it's as necessary as breathing air. If I have to go more than a day or two without sex, I feel as if I'm going to explode. (Those are the times I take matters into my own hands and ensure that the needed explosions happen.)

But here are some other things I enjoy, to give you a better idea of what my life is like.

Reading. Mainly historical nonfiction. I recently finished Midnight in Chernobyl by Adam Higginbotham -- quite a read about the events surrounding the meltdown of the Chernobyl nuclear plant. I was only around 8 years old when it happened, so my personal memory of it was always fuzzy. And ever since I worked my way through Solzhenitsyn's massive Gulag Archipelago years ago, I've had an enduring interest in all things Russian. 

Two of my all-time favourites are The Scottish Enlightenment: The Scots' Invention of the Modern World (yes, of course I'm biased!), by Arthur Herman; and A Short History of Nearly Everything, by Bill Bryson, who's quite possibly my favourite author. Bryson has a delightful knack for making you feel as if you're on a journey with him. I also love listening to him speak; his peculiar American-English hybrid accent, a result of his having spent much of his adult life in the UK, gives me fond memories of how my mum spoke. She had an American dad and an English mum, and it showed in her unusual pronunciation of things. And then my 100 percent Scottish dad took her to Glasgow when they got married! Probably goes a long way towards explaining why most people don't peg my own accent as Scottish. I can sound like a native Glaswegian if I want, but I can also easily slip into English and American accents. Sometimes I'm told I even let out a bit of a Canadian accent, with words like "aboot" and such -- probably from having lived in the Vancouver area for more than five years.

Currently I'm reading Edward Snowden's book, Permanent Record. I choose not to discuss politics publicly, but you're free to make of that reading choice what you wish.

Language. As you can probably tell, I'm a bit of a language geek. I'm fascinated by how words and languages work. I think my love for language came early on, when my dad taught me Scottish Gaelic. He was fluent. I did my best. Later, I picked up some French from a family member who grew up in Andorra and could fluently speak French, Spanish, and Catalan. I could have applied myself towards learning all three, but typically for a young girl, I focussed on the language I felt was the most romantic and beautiful!

I eventually had to learn Spanish for my graduate work in Costa Rica, and the job that followed. That served me well living in Costa Rica and Uruguay for a combined five years.

Today, I have a few freelance gigs as a proofreader and copy editor. That and my bookkeeping gigs are my primary sources of income these days, as teaching yoga and meditation classes has taken something of a back seat this year! 

Music. I absolutely adore jazz and rockabilly. I could listen to Sinatra croon all day long. Miles Davis' trumpet is one of my favourite sounds in the world... "Miles Runs the Voodoo Down" is like sex for my ears. And anything you might have heard in a diner or at a sock hop in the Fifties... bring it on! Elvis, Bill Haley, Little Richard -- all wonderful stuff.

I wish I had the talent to actually play music myself. I can bash out a few chords on guitar, but that's about it. I won't be busking any time soon!

Style. In some ways, I suppose I'm a stereotypical femme/lipstick lesbian. I like pretty jewelry, I enjoy fussing over my hair and makeup and nails, I like shopping about for just the right pair of stretchy pants to accentuate my butt. But even though I live most of my days in T-shirts and yoga pants, I'm also obsessed with retro styles... rockabilly fashion, pinups, women's styles from the 1920s through the 1940s. I often wish there were more lesbian photo shoots of women in throwback scenes -- think Rosie the Riveter, with the bandanna in her hair and all that. That kind of thing really turns my crank!

I enjoy playing dress-up in general, quite often to spice up sexy time. I've been known to don some leather and play dominatrix now and again. Happily, my girlfriend indulges me and usually plays along when I get it in my head to throw on a costume and do some role-playing.

Spirituality. My dad was a very devoted Quaker. Yes, Quakers are still around, but they don't wear those funny Amish-style clothes anymore. As a group, they are politically quite liberal and dedicate themselves to political activism in the name of their beliefs. For me, that meant volunteering at soup kitchens when I was growing up. My dad wanted me to see that others were less fortunate than we were, and that it was our Christian duty to help them in whatever way we could. 

That upbringing led me to choose a career in international aid work, which I stuck with for many years till compassion fatigue got the best of me. It was in those years that I expanded my spiritual horizons and delved into Buddhism, where I immersed myself in yoga and meditation techniques to try to find a sense of calm amidst all the suffering I saw in my line of work. It also filled a void for me after my dad died. And, truth be told, I was pretty wild and out of control in my personal life in those days. So I needed that spiritual grounding to centre me. 

I'm not certain it helped much in those days, but I still have a daily yoga and meditation practise, and until the events of this year I'd rented studio space to teach yoga and meditation to others. I've attempted some online classes, but they're just not the same. 

I don't have a church home any longer. The Quakers have, in my estimation, lost the script. They're now a political action group that treats their faith as an afterthought. Some seem embarrassed to talk religion at all. My ex-wife was Catholic, and whilst I was received into her church before our relationship fell apart, I stopped regularly going to Mass after we split up. Cathy and Tim, my girlfriend and her boyfriend were both raised in black evangelical churches, but neither one attends anymore, and for obvious reasons I wouldn't fit in anyway. 

So whilst spirituality is still an important part of my life, I feel a bit at loose ends about the whole thing these days. I sometimes like to sit in the quiet of the Catholic church where I'm still officially a member, but I haven't been to a Mass in quite some time (not that I even have the option currently).

Other stuff. I've always wanted to be a good cook, but I'm rubbish at it. I burn water. I'd also love to be a graceful dancer, but I trip over my own feet. (For the same reason, I don't own a pair of heels. I'd stumble and kill myself.) I'm quite jealous of my girlfriend, who under normal conditions makes most of her living as a professional dancer (both theatrical and exotic).

But I do enjoy card and board games, boating and bicycling, hiking through the woods, sitting in front of a campfire on the beach, things like that.

I also love rugby union! I had dreams as a girl of growing up to become a rugby player! But I was never coordinated or skilled enough for even the girls' team at school. 

But I could get the girls, so I suppose there's that! We all need to have something we excel at, right?