Holiday Greetings!!

Its the Holidays! 

Im getting things ready to send out my holiday cards...cause were all Jewish here now and Thanksgivukkah
 is sneaking up on us.. and I thought, I have left overs, where can I send these?

So if you want a Thanksgivukkah card from our family please email me your address or PO Box.

Immora01@gmail.com

If you want a Thanksgivukkah card from just me (adult in nature but not bad enough that I cant print the photo to put in the cards at CVS) then please email me your address and make a donation of at least $2 or more to that donate button up in there to your right.

*All donations go towards pictures/postage/fun times in Israel*

I would LOVE to send some over seas so if your not in the US dont think I wouldnt want to send you something.

Time to move

This morning I was sitting at work chit chatting with my coworkers about a duplex we found when Maor called.

He said cool as a cucumber, "Hunny, the neighbor is here. Hes crying. He said someone kidnapped his mother-in-law and is demanding 4 thousand dollars or they are going to kill her. I dont know what do to."

I should have noticed his tone of voice but I flipped out and yelled, "What do you mean you dont know what to do? Tell him to call the police!"

Maor said, "He says they are going to kill her if he calls the police. Ok. I'll deal with it."

And he hung up.

I tried to call him back. No answer.

I sat there for a couple minutes and tried again. No answer.

I looked at my coworker. She said I should go home to make sure everything was ok.

So I ran home. 

No one home. No Maor. No neighbors. No answer to my phone calls.

I waited 10 minutes before I got in my car and headed back to work. I left Maor one final voicemail "YOU BETTER CALL ME RIGHT NOW OR IM CALLING THE POLICE MYSELF!"

2 minutes later he called back. There was a lot of noise in the background. I screamed "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU??!"

He was at the grocery store...which is where the nearest branch of our bank is. He went there with the neighbor who was supposedly on the phone with his mother in laws kidnappers and instead of writing his bank account number he wrote "Call the police."

The neighbor freaked out when the police got there and had to be tackled into a display of toilet paper.

They arrested him for extortion.

Maor didnt call me back because all this was going down and he had to talk to the police. 

I should have known he had it handled. Hes called me when hes stressed out before and hes usually 

yelling. The lack of yelling should have been a big hint. I missed that. 

We need to move.

To Israel!

We have been planning on going to Israel for almost two years. Family wants to see Lea.
There hasnt been a day that has gone by in the last year and a half where I havent heard the questions,
"When are you coming to Israel?"
"Dont you want to come to Israel?"
"Why arent you here yet!!??"

My mother in law can stop nagging!! We bought tickets!
We will be flying out Dec 30th and coming back Jan 13th. Which will use ALL of my vacation time for next year in one shot and means I will get to be a bitchy jet lagged bitch at work the day after we get home. My poor co-workers.
We will of course be staying with my in-laws in a small city just outside of Haifa.

The trip is going to be stressful but Im still excited because I LOVE Israel. I love the food, I love my husbands family, I love that while we will be there during the winter a 4 hour drive (with a stop at a petting zoo in the middle of the desert close to the fountain of youth) will get us to a tropical beach paradise where I can go snorkeling and have fancy drinks with tiny umbrellas in them.

This time I really would like to take a side trip to Petra. Its not in the budget but I know we are going to get kicked out at some point so Grandma and Grandpa can have Lea time and Im hoping we can do some border hopping when that happens.

So over the next month, month and a half I might be pushing some videos or pictures.

Also, bonus... the more money I save up for side stuff the more likely we will have special Israel shows! (Cause its easier to do a show in a hotel room than in my husbands childhood bedroom. Its a small apartment and family doesnt knock there.)

Happy Birthday to me!

Im 29.
Honestly, this is the first time Im turning 29.

My birthday was actually on Friday. It also happens to be the other admins birthday. (The one that has been around forever, not the new idiot)
Let me just say that working with someone who has the same birthday as you is AWESOME! Its the perfect excuse to make the whole day a party. The boss bought us pizza, I brought in cupcakes (because they arent for me, they are for my coworker who is going to share), the techs sang happy birthday, someone who quit a few months ago sent us flowers. It was great!

We went down to my parents house for the weekend so the Grandparents could see Lea and I could help my mom chaperone a teenage party. My sister who goes to a private school in a different town than she lives in decided to introduce her two sets of friends finally. It was a successful party. I made all 16 girls sing happy birthday to me before I would share my birthday cake (ok it was really their cake all along but my mom and I tossed my name on it while no one was looking and stuck candles in it. Mom started feeling guilty that she never let me have a big party so that was her way of making up for it)

Saturday afternoon Maor and I went and saw Enders game. Good movie. I have to read the book now though and this will probably be the first time I read the book after seeing the movie. (Thats a lie now that I think about it....I read Three Musketeers long after I saw the film)

We just got home. My aunt stayed at our house this weekend even though we werent here. She cleaned the house for us and got me brand new pots and pans for my birthday! Shes been complaining about how scratched up my frying pan is for months. When we were on our way out the door she asked if I would be insulted if she tossed it out. Maor told her not to but I said "Its my birthday! If she tosses out the old frying pan she can get me a new one and call it a present."
I didnt think she was going to get me a whole set.
She also had dinner made and ready to reheat so we wouldnt have to cook when we got home.
My aunt rocks!

It was quite the fantastic birthday weekend.

Art Class

This weekend was a me weekend. It was lovely.

I went to an art class. Pen and ink drawing with some water color....and I sucked at it. Its been forever since I have really drawn anything so I was stupidly rusty but when you think about it why would I waste money on a class where I already knew everything and was awesome?

After the class Maor and I went to Valley Fair for their fright night. It was cold but fun. We havent laughed that hard at each other in a long time. 

Sunday we carved pumpkins, made a cake, and I went to the second half of my class.

The pumpkins came out super cute.

This is my over complicated Labyrinth themed pumpkin.

My pumpkin, Maor & Leas pumpkin, and my aunts pumpkin.

I was much happier with my end results in todays class. I did the same picture for each technique we were practicing and I didnt hate a single one like I did yesterday. 

Just pen and ink

Watercolor then going back over with pen and ink

Pen and ink with water color over it.

Oh darn..gotta go!

How busy I am at work depends on the weather. This time last year I was still pulling my hair out I was so busy. This year though we went from warm and sunny to freezing and raining with no in between so I went from stupidly busy to nothing to do.

Friday I was finishing up with my daily reports and paperwork when I got a call from the daycare. Every time they call Im always like "Oh hey! Whats up!? Oh wait...this isnt a good thing."

I had checked Leas temp before I brought her to daycare because she was acting a little cruddy. I was sick last week so I was honestly expecting this. Her daycare though is super good about not freaking out for no reason so when they called and said she was at 100 but I HAD to pick her up I was a little concerned. They normally just give her baby Tylenol and see how it goes before they call.

So I sat there for a second on the phone trying to decide if I should ask them to give her medicine and wait it out, call Maor, or just leave.

I looked at my inbox... nothing to do. 

I looked at my coworkers... the other admin was having a freak out over the new admin fucking up something I didnt even know was possible. 

So I said I would be there ASAP. Ran in to my bosses office and told him I had to go. Oh darn! Sick baby.

The admin having the freak out reminded me that I was out of sick time so I yelled to use my vacation time before I ran out the door. Last time I checked I had 4 days left and the only other planned day off I have is the day after Thanksgiving so bill me...or I'll work a couple Saturdays and ask my aunt to babysit. 

Turns out the reason the daycare freaked out over Leas temp was because 5 kids already called in/left with croup so they are on high sick kid alert.

So Lea took it easy while I used my day off to clean the house. I want to rake the leaves SOOO badly but everything is so wet I could break the rake on the weight. 

My aunt came down for the weekend of course. We made an appearance as a family (even Maor) at the 50th anniversary party for an obscure relative. Everyone thought Maor was from France. Maor and Lea could only eat desert because EVERYTHING was pork. I dug in because I knew he wouldnt want to make a scene and yell at me for eating pork in front of strangers. The pulled pork was FANTASTIC!

Im so bad.

Usually on weekend mornings my aunt goes to grab Lea. Shes one of those 5am risers so she will putter around and do my dishes on weekend mornings then grab Lea as soon as she wakes up. I cant even sleep through the slightest peep from Lea so I know when she does this every time but Im not going to lie... Im totally taking advantage of it and go back to sleep for another hour as soon as Im sure Lea has been changed and is playing.

This morning after getting up once an hour to comfort my little sick baby. I heard my aunt grab her and change her but in stead of playing I heard horse crying. So I jumped out of bed and were in the urgent care as soon as it opened. 

She has the beginnings of a lot of things. They said it looked like either an ear infection or strep. They also said the cough could be croupish. So I went home loaded up with 2 prescriptions. I texted my boss and told him I wont be going in tomorrow. He said ok. 

We got Lea back on the couch with snacks and warm apple juice and gave her the first doses of  medicine. Then my aunt and I got to work making an all from scratch pumpkin pie with a pumpkin we bought last week and a batch of pumpkin cookies with a penuche frosting. They both came out great!!

Next weekend I have my painting classes! Im so excited! I need to buy some new water colors and pens because lots of my art stuff got lost in the multiple moves from the years. I also need to pick out a few pictures to bring to class to copy. I think tomorrow Im going to go through pictures and pick out a few I want. I may post them here for opinions if I cant narrow things down.

Post Secret

For YEARS I have been wanting to send a Post Secret but I just never got up the crafty motivation to do it. I felt like if I sent something in it would have to be everything I am in a post card because I dont half ass crafty!

So last night I was messing around on twitter and decided I'll just say my secret on twitter and only my 42 followers will know anything about this and I will feel better. The End!

So I wrote out my little tweet: "No one knows Ive been making amateur porn for 10 years. Some days I want to tell everyone just to see their reactions. @postsecret"
I really wanted to write, no one my offline life (family/work/most friends) knows but I couldnt fit that in the character limit. Some people do know what I do.... like my husband and friends that knew me back when I was in college and just flat out said "I can afford to live alone because Im a cam girl."
But its been a good 7 years since I have shared that information with anyone. Friends after I graduated dont know, no one I have worked with in the past 7 years knows. Sometimes conversations pop up where I just want to say "Guess what I do in my spare time!"

I dont think it should be something that Im ashamed of. I like it. I really do. I like the people I talk to. I like to show off. I wont lie, I love being spoiled.

But there is a stigma....
Maor would never tell his family about what we do. It adds an extra spice sex life which I know he loves but I think the reason hes ok with it is because the site we do our shows on isnt well known.
My family does have an ex stripper. She was very open about what she did. She even gave me a pep talk before I walked in to my first amateur night at a strip club in WI and made more money in one night than I ever did in a week of waitressing at the time. I didnt like it though. I didnt like the possibility that people could touch me... Im just not a touchy feely person with strangers.
When I was introduced to being a cam girl it was perfect.

Now Ive gotten to that point where you dont talk about these sorts of things because you have an image to uphold. Everyone has their past or their bedroom kinks but you just dont talk about it because what people think about you could effect...something...

So that was my secret.