Days 312-314: Catch-Up Edition

Before we get to the pictures, I must first comment on the comments I got on the blog post today. I was sharing what I thought was a funny moment in my weekend.  But, instead, kind of felt I had inadvertently threw TL under the bus with my readers.  Wow people! I mean, it’s swinging….

The New Man Challenge

Saturday night, after my brother & sister-in-laws wedding reception, we took the girls back to Grandma and Grandpa’s house and met up with Sasha and TL. TL lives in the area while Sasha drove into town last minute. She had been working like crazy for the last few weeks and decided she needed to blow…

Day 312 – No Picture Edition

For the third time this year, I have missed my picture of the day.  I took them, I had them, I just didn’t have time to upload one on Saturday.  I’ll give you two tomorrow instead – one from Saturday AND from Sunday. I could take the easy way out and blame Sasha as she…

Watching

I slipped into the room where they had already started playing.  My role in the play was going to be different than in the past due to some biological timing issues.  But, that was fine. I was more in the mood to watch them together rather than play.  I never seem to get to watch….

HNT: "You’re never fully dressed without a smile!"

Over Labor Day Weekend, we were lucky enough to have a playdate and sleep over with Sasha.  Sasha is a gorgeous woman.  And that fucking smile will get you every time,  I swear. She and I had planned Garbanzo a surprise that night.  We had coordinated outfits.  She put on her fabulous black corset, and…

A Lurking Surprise

“I’m done dancing. I’m thinking about coming by for another good night kiss. That okay?” I sent Sasha a text massage back with an “of course”.  Sasha’s good night kisses are always good for all involved, especially if there has been some tequila involved. “I want to see you in your school girl outfit. Would…

Day 291 – Blame Sasha!

The last time I missed my picture of the day, it was when we had been out late with a couple we were trying to hook up with.  At the time, I made some lame ass excuse as to what had happened.  I mean, we weren’t talking about the fact Garbanzo and I were seeking…

Day 245 – The Perfect Post-Coital Snack

I don’t quite understand what it is about my husband Garbanzo.  He must have been some sort of old Jewish woman in a past life – one that walked around saying “eat, eat!”  Whatever situation we are in, he feels the need to feed people. Tonight, it was his famous chocolate chip cookies.  The only…

A Good Night Kiss

“I want to come over and kiss you.” was all the text message read. It was about 10pm, the kids were in bed, I was in bed reading, so I responded to her “Come on by” I heard a yell from the other room “Just got a text from our friend, she says she’s coming…