I stumbled across this preview of a tv show called "Polly and Marie" tonight about a polyamorous couple. I was excited upon hearing about it because anyway we can get the word out there in a positive way is excellent.

After watching it, though, I fear that the creators of this show may have confused polyamory for swinging (see: what seems to be a giant orgy in the video), which might spread more disinformation about polyamory in general.

Nyla and I went down to Chicago to see her dad's family for Thanksgiving today. It's always an interesting visit with them. The only person who knows about our lifestyle within the group of those that typically show up to the event is her dad. So it makes for a bit of difficulty - at least in my opinion - to talk about anything not related to Nyla and I. As is typical with any family conversation, the obligatory question "how are things with you?" question comes up. Well, there's a lot going on in my life and in Nyla's life (more on that in the next day or so I imagine).

Over the past few weeks, Elle has grown increasingly more interested in what most would consider non-traditional things in the bedroom. She voiced an interest in D/s and BDSM, and I have always been interested in that: Nyla and I have done a great deal with that. However, I was of the mind to let Elle explore to what else was out there, so I nudged her over to CollarMe. Overall it's a good site, but there are a lot of creepies, and being that she's only 20, I was a little nervous about it. Things have turned out well, though.

Sandra D showing the world how it's done. USA Today printed an article online about Sandra Day O'Conner (you know, the first female Supreme Court Justice?). I caught the article from Alan, though, over at Poly in the News.

My life is stressful just like everyone else's. And before you start rolling your eyes and thinking "blah, blah, blah, quit your bitching", hear me out:

This past weekend was a good weekend. I spent a lovely evening with Jenna on Friday as a late birthday dinner (she made a lovely meal, and we watched The Usual Suspects, which she'd never seen). Then Saturday was spent with Elle, lunch with Nyla, and then an evening with Nyla. But there was a bit of a miscommunication that brought things to a head and proved one thing: there is some serious need for inter-communication.