The Spinster's Exploits

…though not necessarily in that order…

I woke happily and early to my turkey crown gently cooking in the slow cooker and prepared for a day of indulgence. I decided to be properly dressed, and as planning on trousers, required knickers. Most of the time I go commando, but not usually with trousers or tights. Although choosing to dress in fresh clothes, I decided sluttishly and wantonly that yesterday’s knickers would do…

I am happy to get a second day’s wear out of my underwear if I and them are reasonably clean and I’m not socialising. And yes – I do do the sniff test!  This is a totally different mindset from what my friend calls the “stink as I stand” philosophy where I do not wash for several days due to feeling poorly and apathetic – aware that I am definitely not fit for company but wallowing in my weakness and illness. I enjoy the feral nature of metaphorically licking my wounds in my sweaty bed aware of my stinky, poorly self. Luckily this is followed by the pleasure of that first wobbly bath or shower, a clean bed and fresh clothes – definitely a time for fresh knickers if knickers are required.

And having recently talked with pleasure at my lover’s bodily fluids, it seems the time to make a comparison with the great Marilyn Monroe! I have very little in common with the actress, but I remember discovering that she rarely wore knickers and didn’t like to wash too soon after sex; revelling in the imprint of her lover. Apparently, she had to be tactfully made aware of the need for a wash!

I can totally empathise. I love the thought and knowledge of carrying traces of my lover after we have been together. I put off washing for as long as decently possible and enjoy feeling the evidence of our time together on my body. So far, nobody has had to have a tactful word!

My Christmas day was filled with a lot of lolling about and reclining on the sofa, but I did manage an impressive turkey roast dinner for one. I had five sprouts as a nod to tradition but lots of roast veg, new potatoes, stuffing, pigs in blankets and gravy with said turkey. Turkey a tad boring, but rest was impressive and cooked the way I like.

As well as festive music and “Strictly”, my chosen films were “Love Actually” and “E.T.” Today I read a piece about “Love Actually” saying it was a great film if you overlook the dodginess of the doorstep/placard scene! There seemed to be an assumption that its ‘stalkerishness’ was an accepted fact – well – not by me! For me – he was in love and cared about his friend deeply and was doing his best to be honourable – and – I believe – successfully so. It seems, he wanted her to know how he felt without expecting anything from her, except her knowledge of his feelings. A sympathetic kiss from her seemed an appropriate benevolence and a closing of a chapter.

Of course if it were Austen, he would have suffered in silence and never declared himself – if he was the Elinor type! If he was Marianna, the whole world would have known! But of course,  we can now correspond with members of the opposite sex or look inside their houses without it assumed we are betrothed or be forever shamed for our forwardness… I love the contrast between the wanton and the controlled she captures so well. I was up half an hour past my planned bedtime to finish “Sense and Sensibility” and thoroughly enjoyed it. “Pride and Prejudice” is next.

And – as ever – lovely to exchange messages on that new-fangled WhatsApp with my lover!