2 Days of Nostalgia: Yinnifer

Hey there friends! I’m just checking in to wish everyone a wonderful night. sugar plums in your heads and all that good stuff ūüôā¬†
Here’s a little video of my friends little Falcor, an albino cutey named Yin.¬†
I hope you join me tomorrow morning at 8:00am to 10:00 am PST, I’ll post the tinychat room in the morning. Grab your teddy, your sleeper and a cute little diaper, and we can spend christmas morning together. Big hugs and cuddles and sweet dreams ūüôā

reason for the season

Once…

There was a 7th grade me pretty close to getting beat up by a bully, I was tiny and wore glasses, bullies could smell the fear on me. I defended myself by saying “but it’s Christmas time?!?”, regardless of the fact that it was March. It got the kids watching laughing, it disarmed the asskicker and prevented an asskicking, kinda like “you wouldn’t hit a girl with glasses?”. I’m a lover, not a fighter, but a talker first and foremost. This post isn’t about me avoiding asskickings, its about Christmas cheer!

Winter is a time for people to migrate or hibernate, I’m sure over the course of human existence the times when people set aside their differences were times when you needed a warm cave to sleep in. I’m sure the first Christmas was some cavemen sharing some nuts and iguana meat and a warm slab to rest on or a dip in the hot springs, just a friendly gathering at Uggs cave. Simply, we celebrate this time of year because it’s cold outside and we do well in packs.

Winter is a brutal season even here in sunny California, and a majority of folks around here see homeless people as subhuman, and the laws prove that. Some bad examples exist and help mold the public opinion, but not every homeless person is fucked up on drugs, just the ones that make themselves noticed. But compassion is out there and i’ve seen much kindness first hand. I’ve heard stories of families offering fresh blankets and garages and spare rooms to people who would otherwise freeze to death or end up in jail due to sit/lie laws. I’ve seen punkrock teenagers making big pots of miso and warm wheat bread, I’ve seen people share their lunch, their money, their time with people in need, it’s beautiful. I’ve seen some sad, sad things in my travel, spoke with the lost and the dead and dying and learned there’s hope among the despair. Many people do choose to be homeless, but you can see it in someones eyes if they are really in need.

I am comfy and warm in a good friends apartment that I’m subletting, a roof over my head and *warmth* are two things I will never take for granted. Enjoy your winter and treasure all you have. More words soon, thanks for reading ūüôā

3 days of nostalgia… All I want for Christmas

All I want for Christmas I already have. I feel like a beautiful girl, a view of the sunset and a box of cute little didees.
I remember when I would hide my diapers behind drawers and in old board games we never played.
These days my little girl side blossoms, my smile is enough to make folks understand.
I wish the sweetest dreams for my little friends, and to the mommies and daddies, cuddle up in a sleeper and make plenty of warmth and cuddles, I know my teddy bear and I will be.

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4 days of nostalgia – The King Of Nostalgia

I woke up this morning and on the screen of my friends mattress-sized television was the¬†Wikipedia¬†entry on the “king of nostalgia”, Joe Franklin. This is the Wikipedia entry, and this is the¬†Sarah¬†Silverman¬†joke from The Aristocrats that piqued my friends interest. I took this as a sign, first that Sarah Silverman is a¬†notorious¬†bedwetter, but we are also in the most nostalgic season where we reflect on the year, our lives and past holidays. Christmas morning is a shared memory for many of us, rich, poor, religious or not. The smell of pine, red and green Christmas wrapping, pigging out and watching football, those are the happy memories I have of Christmas.

I create new memories every Christmas, a tradition amongst my friends is getting together and having margaritas on Christmas eve. There’s revelry, food and stories from our long friendships together. No god is mentioned, no presents exchanged, just fun and festivities. Those who stay wake up hungover but cheery, a big breakfast is mandatory and the silent streets are always hauntingly beautiful. By the evening I’m in my sleeper and diaper, a friend always reactivates my World of Warcraft in December and we run around and play all the Christmas stuff on there. Sounds funny, but a Warcraft and Christmas have become synonymous to me, we’ve been friends for years and the game is always brightly decorated and there’s lots of stuff to do that doesn’t involve killing dragons.

Those are my holiday plans in a chestnutshell, but with one new addition. I’ll be on my (tinychat) webcam from 8am to 10am PST, reading stories and spreading Christmas cheer ūüôā It’s free as always, I still rock this site like public television, it’s supported by readers like you. I would like to put up my amazon wishlist, but I need good food and train tickets more than I need entertainment or nice diapers. I manage with my torrented blurays and store brand didees for now, I am a very happy little girl… comfy and happy and feeling nostalgic, life has slowed down for a hot second, and I want to share my time and ¬†lovely feelings with you. Be well, stay warm and diapered!!!¬†

Comfy Riley, Hidden Diapers

Ramblin’ Riley has been rambling all over the california coast, beaches and bridges. I’m happy to announce that until the holidays are over I’m going to be settled and comfy at a friends apartment, I put down the last of my cash to sublet out a closet fit for Harry Potter… I looked and kinda felt alot like Harry Potter when I was younger. I decided I needed to settle down for a second, I’ve been living life to the fullest and maybe its time to settle down, life doesn’t have to be so *intense*, it could be half full and i’d still be optimistic. I lack the ability to be structured in my travels, rideshares and hitchhiking and couchsurfing and riding trains and camping out under the stars is the only way to get around without a ton of money. I’ve established my apartment situation here¬†after a particularly intense bit of adventure in Santa Cruz and San Fransisco. I’m very excited to be around my stuff again, my friend has been kind to hold it for me, we’ve been friends for a long time so it’s going to be nice to stay here.

This¬†is one of those situations where kinda have to hide my diapers. He knows I wear and everything, but wants really nothing to do with it. It’s not hiding really, but just a situation where I can’t really got all out with the diapers. I wear footy sleepers exclusively when I’m home, but before bed I wear diapers under them. We hungout for a solid 2 years before I mentioned them, he had no idea, but that was around when I started doing MistressTrainsHerSissy, so it was easier to explain under the context of selling it, I also sold stuff on Ebay for quite some time in my late-teens, diapers was something i could get away with, especially with the mark-up rare ones had, “anything nostalgic is worth money to someone” I would say, when secretly I wouldn’t sell the diapers, it was nice to not hide them. Now,¬†every-things¬†in a box, a rather well organized box, but just a cardboard box.
I love coming in from the cold to a warm cozy house, I hope this season is treating you well. I’ll be posting EVERYDAY until the 25th, and then more afterwards. I can’t give anyone a christmas present, so I’m going to show off my footy sleepers, delve deep into the pits of nostalgia and maybe even show off some cute pics and videos ūüôā I’ve been meeting tons of interesting people, part of my travels is meeting and talking with other adult babies around the country, so just because I’m not writing on here, doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about it everyday, trying to stir-up new ideas and get an idea of the bigger picture. More stuff soon darlings!!!¬†¬†¬† ¬†
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Rambling

Ok! Deep breath, this is going to be a big post, filled mostly with ands and commas, but i’m typing excitedly on my Itouch and still decompressing from the last week… month… year? ¬†My¬†house-sitting¬†situation is over, I’ve been off the radar, theres some crazy new news about my unemployment situation, I will tell you as soon as I can and this whole thing is a mess. The news kinda brought me out of a slump, kinda raised the depression that I’ve been feeling, losing friends and your whole world all at once is tough, I was at that shop everyday. Not only did the news prove that my old boss is crazy and irrational, but best of all it assures that I won my unemployment case, no judicial board in the country would accept the madness he submitted. Unfortunately, I have another month or 2 until I’m finally over with it, and my case is on hold until then. I don’t know if I can share the information online legally, I want to be safe but its funny and crazy and shows my old employers true nature. I’m finding out today, I will keep you informed.

I am writing you from from a quite little spot in Davis, California. Since Tuesday I have been all around, I left the house in Sacramento, to Davis, SF, Santa Cruz, San Jose, over the course of 6 days. I’ve been meeting friends and seeing sites, pulling my energy from the city and working with other travelers, I am lucky to be somewhere where there is quite a homeless community. I have learned so much this week, I was taught how to play magic cards and ultimately about alternative forms of currency in alternative lifestyle, like cigarettes in jail. I learned about Rastas and Carrageenan and language and played pinball on the boardwalk and did an open mic and ate a BBQ squid. Needless to say, my head is overflowing. I got to my current location last night around 9, took a much needed shower, got all cute and into my footy sleeper and ate French bread and artichokes and watched The Town and then Devil with friends. It was almost like coming home, I’m thankful for my friends and it’s nice to be¬†around¬†my *stuff*. Outside my window I’m seeing the trees do a crazy dance outside, but I’m safe inside and warm under a blanket.

Have you ever had a situation in your life where you’ve felt you reaaaallly shouldn’t be there? Not like walking down a dark alley, by kinda like that, where you decide you’re just going to play this out, but that flee instinct is screaming at you to just get the fuck out, you have no place here. I’ve felt like that a couple times in my life, and one of those times was this weekend. I didn’t flee, and everything turned out quite well, but I think if you panic, or show fear, then people pounce. I’ve been writing down most of this stuff, some of it is pretty deeply ingrained, I like telling stories and I’ve been rounding up some pretty good ones.

This time of year, I’m feeling all those warm and fuzzy feelings that people feel for the holidays or equinox, i’m just feeling happy because you forget how nice it is to be warm when its so cold outside. I’m getting together with family on Christmas, they were all out of town for thanksgiving, which I spent largely by myself. I’m looking forward to it, I have a pretty small family, but we get along, I think the further from our childhoods we are the better we get with our family, and that applies for parents as well. Our whole situation isn’t focused on any religion, just family and food and usually a movie. We’ve done the Chinese food on Christmas thing more than once in my family, it’s always a relaxing day… well, before and after my stepdad left. . I had a few relatively traumatic Christmases when I was were younger, but the person that made it traumatic is no longer around, so whatevs.

I’m safe and sound, done adventuring until after the holidays, I have some video ideas, I need to keep moving and creating and exploring, both online and in the real world. Thanks for checking up on me my dear internet friends, more words and images soon.