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That was kind of nice. Popped in four frozen marshmallows. Trick to making it easier: roll 'em between the palms of your hands to form a cone shape on one end. After lubing, they go in a LOT easier. Slapped on a diaper and cover, laid back in bed, drank some coffee, and read the paper. It took about 45 minutes, and then I rolled over on my tummy, relaxed, and let it happen. It was different from my usual glycerine enema. Same feeling, but not as intense. More drawn out. Very pleasant. Definitely worth repeating...I'll give it another shot next week.

My goodness! This has certainly stirred up a hornets nest! As to the snoring... like I said in my note, MY snoring is now fixed. I went to a doctor and was diagnosed with sleep apnea. I now wear a CPAP mask and barely twitch in the night. As to the peeing... didn't even wake her last night. Good thing I got up. The seat was up (not me!!!) and I put it down. He Who Left The Seat Up would have had to face the wrath of Madame! As to the advice... I'm sure it's all well meant, but heck, when you hit 59 you do know a bit about life & love. I'm never going to spring something on my sweetie unless the Time Is Right. Final advice to 20-somethings: Lighten Up! Do you seriously think I'd risk my marriage for something as trivial as diapers? I like to wear diapers. They beat the heck out of trudging from the office to the bathroom in the house in the middle of winter when it's snowy and 20 below zero outside. And, yes, I do have a bit of a baby in me and like to fantasy-play in my head. But considering all the other weird stuff I've gone through in my life this is pretty minor (trust me, 20-somethings, if you think you've got a corner on life and have seen it all... you ain't seen nothing yet!). OK... blast away!

Strange? Oh... very! We have a big old Victorian house. Lots and lots and LOTS of space. We hate an empty house. My step-son's best friend became homeless 3 years ago (his Dad, 80 years old, was on wife 3 (or 4?) and had no room in his house) and moved in. Last fall he asked if HIS best friend from kindergarten could move in while they looked for an apartment. We had another empty room and said "sure". Well, he was still here as of last week. Bi-polar and went off his meds. Everyone else was gone (we were on vacation, step-son in Colo., other friend with his girlfriend). The other kid came back from his girlfriend's to do some laundry and OMG. Called 911, etc etc. Anyway, the one kid goes in for his commitment hearing on Wednesday. Me and my diaper and spouse? She already has put up with my interesting quirks. Back in my CD'ing days (that's another story!) she helped me with my makeup and wardrobe. She still loves having me shopping with her. No... I probably won't just hand her a diaper. It'll probably be "well, what do you want me to do? Wear a diaper???" Who know what'll come of that. It would be cool if she said "Sounds great to me!" If not, big whoopie. When presented with an opportunity like this, one takes it. Separate rooms... both of us lived alone for a number of years after our respective divorces (and, boy, is THAT a story!). When we went on our first trip together as a couple she found out I really REALLY snored. I found out she did too. Up on the 3d floor of our house were the two rooms of the maid's quarters (like I said...old Victorian). We'd already had our separate rooms over the last decade, so it was no big deal. Besides that, she gets up at 5:30AM to get ready for school (she's a teacher). I work for myself and I'd just as soon sleep undisturbed for another hour or so. My snoring has gone away (discovered I had sleep apnea...CPAP machines RULE!), but she still snores. And still teaches. Separate rooms still work. Trust me, we spend a LOT of time cuddling and more (wink, wink, say-no-more). You randy young kids probably don't believe it, but when you get to be an old phart (not that nearly 60 is old!) there is a lot more to loving than a hot & steamy session under the covers (not that I don't like that, eh?). My... THAT was a digression, dontcha know. All I know is that I'm happy the house didn't burn down. My kitty is safe (she just moved into the office with me for the duration. I gave her a can of her favourite smelly wet cat food and she's in heaven right now). We have a fine apartment for the duration, and the cable TV gets installed on Thursday! And now, I'm going to hop on my motor scooter and scoot home (temporary version, that is!).

Contractor just did a walk-through. Probably closer to $75,000 now. But... this is why you have house insurance! We are probably going to be out-of-pocket for around $500 -> $1,000, if that. So... the money isn't a real issue at all. Just the "and why did you think of diapers???" question.

My wife and I are staying in an apartment while our house is getting repaired after one of the kids who was living with us trashed it (via an overflowing tub) to the tune of $50,000. Our 1 1/2 year old remodeled kitchen is now out to the 2x4's. Dining room 1/2 way gutted. A Big Mess. We have separate bedrooms since she and I both snore, and I wake her up in the middle of the night when I go pee. While we're in the apartment we're in a single bedroom for the duration. This morning she complained mightily that I woke her up a 4 AM when I went to pee and she couldn't fall back asleep. I think I'll let her suffer that for a couple of nights and when she is REALLY complaining I'll hand her a diaper the night before and innocently say "Well, why don't you diaper me nice and snugly...that should let you sleep undisturbed!" The question is, do I have the guts to do it?

What a good idea! Riffing on that, I took a couple of the No. 6 Pampers and stripped off the front AND back and put them in my Depends. So... from the outside in ... plastic, plastic-side-down Pampers, two layers of no-plastic Pampers, Depends filling, inside lining. It REALLY held a lot, and when I took it off the top surface against my skin was still pretty dry.

My wife loves it that I NEVER complain at shopping with her!

Well, I'm running with about a 50% success rate in "easy to put the Pampers into my Depends" attempts. Sometimes I can make a nice pocket under the Depends' absorbent material, sometimes it all bunches up. What I've ended up doing is to get the Pampers in there as best I can with as little of the Depends material between the back of the Pampers and the back of the Depends. I then re-distribute the now disturbed Depends "fluff" on top of the Pampers to try to get an even front-to-back distribution. Next, holding the diaper horizontally, shake the diaper up and down to even things out. One side advantage that I've noticed is that the fluffed-up material in the Depends seems to handle a big flow a lot better. More absorbent surface, no doubt. It's also a MUCH thicker diaper, and I like that bulk between my legs. After a morning of wearing, I'm feeling quite dry in spite of some pretty heavy wettings.

I think it's pretty subtle!

Yesterday I ran BOTH units at the same time. Each had a slightly different rhythm and that was truly an amazing feeling. Yum!

Very nice instructional video! The steps are clear, he speaks slowly, and does a wonderful job of covering each step. Ever consider a job in educational videos? ~~~~~ I just went to Target and got some Pampers No. 6. My 3-tape depends are a bit of a dog to do this with as it looks like the absorbent lining is sort of bonded to the back of the diaper. I did, however, manage to get the Pamper in there and "fluffed" the whole thing to even out the filling. Only time will tell now...but I am wearing my frilly diaper cover "just in case".

Well, THAT was an odd dream! I dreamed I was in some large mega-drug store (think Walgreens on steroids). I was wandering around looking for something and noticed they had BIG packs of diapers at really low prices. I was with my Dad (who has been dead for 5 years!) and my wife, so I decided I really should not be buying diapers just now...especially a BIG pack of 'em. But, a bit later, I look down and I'm carrying a plastic shopping sack and there's a pack of diapers, mostly loose, in there. Oh well... I fold over the top of the bag to hide them and head outside. I'm sitting down with my Dad, and we get up. I notice that the bag has tipped and a bunch of the diapers have fallen out. "What's that???" asked my Dad. "I don't know" I replied, stuffed the diapers in the bag, and we left. ~~ scene change - you know how dreams are ~~ We're in an apartment, something like the 50th floor. There is an AMAZING rainbow outside. I decide to grab my SLR and take a picture. I also see some way-cool cloud formations that need their photo taken, too. I open the door to a patio and get on outside. There's another door in front of a LONG set of steps going down the side of the building. Little bitty steps. Minimal hand rail. Did I mention I was on the 50th floor? I could look all the way down to the ground, and I do NOT like heights!. So, I decide to take a picture through the glass. I then put my thumb on the lens filter (hey, even in my dreams I know to put a UV filter on the front of my lens!) and leave a big, greasy, mark. I try to wipe it off. I can't. So, I go inside and close the door. It's got those weird crank-up jalousie (sp?) windows. They shatter. The windows on the wall shatter. Damn near ALL the glass on the wall shatters. I think "crap, this is going to cost me a LOT of money." Oh... and about then I notice that I'm wearing diapers under my jeans. I wake up. ** whew ** That was one heck of a dream. So... any other dreams from you folks?

Five-blade razor, Skintastic gel (baby-fresh scent, of course!). I shave EVERYTHING down there and follow up with baby oil and talcum. Never a nick.

I do remember the one time it DID. I was going in for a colonoscopy (you really should have one, you know... especially if you are an Old Phart like me!) and needed to be Absolutely Clean. So... enemas in the shower (after the first one over the toilet (duh!)). Run it in...wait...let it run out. Run it in...wait...let it run out. Repeat until clear. It took a while, but it was a LOT of fun. At the end of it I felt like a wet dishrag. The colonoscopy? Not so much fun.

Garsh... moving up in the world. I guess I'll come out of the dark, spider-filled, damp, spooky, corner of the basement now.

Seriously... look into the booze consumption. I had MY whack-against-the-head experience a month or so ago. The big band I'm in was playing a gig and we got free booze. Whisky. Straight. And lots of it. I made it through the gig (thank Ghu I didn't have any solos at the end!) and luckily I had a ride home. I barely made it up the steps and in to bed. The next morning I realized I was hitting the bottle WAY too much. So... now I have ONE glass of wine or beer a night. Lots of fruit juice and tea. I feel a hell of a lot better. I'm not going to preach, but...

One of my fantasies is to be peed on by my wife. I think, though, it will probably just stay a fantasy. *sigh*

Well, ok then! I'll give it a "never mind". Truth be told, until I landed on my profile and saw the Poor I never even noticed those buttons down there in the lower-right.

While not super-duper-frilly, the Chinese rumba diaper covers over on eBay are pretty reasonable. I've gotten 'em for $11 or so, with shipping. Nicely made, but they do run a bit small. As to diapers... just watch your Walgreen sales. With coupons (that they give you every time you by diapers) and sales I can often get a per-pack price down to $7. When they hit that, I stock up.

I just looked at my profile and I see that my reputation is <gasp> POOR. Gack! What did I do? If I've offended people, my apologies. If I've pissed people off, my apologies. If I've been "out of line", my apologies. If I've <insert whatever it is that I've done>, my apologies. Apologetically yours, Glycerine

Absolutely! I've found that if I have a bag too high I come down with a nasty intestinal cramp a couple of days AFTER I give myself an enema. If you have any sort of a predisposition towards colitis or any related problems, too much pressure during any enema can make things very unpleasant for a couple of days.

Like a champ. And exactly like the first one I got. Oh My, does it work! I've improved on things by making up my own electro-conductive jell by mixing salt, water, and glycerine. That makes a nice slippery and VERY conductive solution. I lube up the smaller of the pads and slide it as far as I can up my bottom while putting the other, larger, pad on my perineum. Crank up the power, and it is delightful. However...note to self...make sure you have the control unit oriented properly when you THINK you are turning off the amplitude control / switch. THAT was a very interesting experience!

I've got a dummy account I use to play with the spammers. When you get bored, it's a fun activity. I've even got certificates stating that my cat is the recipient of a couple of million pounds.

Less than a week after I placed the order, and the box arrived. Good Service, eh?

Usually, I'd agree. However, "Daily Steals" is a good site. I have NEVER had a problem with them. I've got a lot of geek friends that have ordered things from them and THEY have never had a problem. I've actually ordered another stim unit since I was so happy with the first one. They ship quickly, and don't kill you with outrageous shipping charges. Like I said... it's a pretty simple unit with three styles of stim with an intensity control from zip to Good Ghu Turn It OFF!!!!! And, no, I have nothing to do with these guys. They are one of the four sites I check every day for deals: http://www.dailysteals.com http://slickdeals.net http://www.woot.com/ http://www.yugster.com/ I figure I've saved a ton of money by going to these places.