Surprises

I have been sleepy all day. Exhausted is a better word for it, because I can't fight the sleepiness and I frequently keel over where I can and sleep until someone wakes me up. This past sleep-fest was none other than my phone ringing off the hook. I woke up, jumped out of the bed, knocked the padded rail off the bed, and rushed to my desk just in time to see the lovely "MISSED CALL" slide across my screen. Unlocking the phone, I saw that I had missed several calls today. All from my husband. Frowning, I checked my voice mail, and to my annoyance, he had not left any messages for me. So... he has time to call me several times in the day, but not enough time to leave a voice message for me? How annoying!

I was scrolling through the messages when he called a twelfth time. This time I was able to answer it. He was all excited about something he had picked up in his journeys overseas in England. He told me that it was my anniversary present, which is a little over two months away. But he has a three-day party planned for us, while we work around some of his shows. Three days to celebrate our love that has been legally bonded for five years. Over those five years, there have been many bumps in the road, but our love is strong enough to bend and we have survived any storm that has come our way.

Love is forever; stay with me babe

I hope that what he has for me is not an erection, however. While I am having dreams that end with me performing lesbian sex in some form or another, I am not really interested in having sex right away. My pussy and ass are both still sore from the last romp that I had, and let's face it: The last time that he was soooo excited to "give" me something, it was his penis, and I ended up pregnant with twins! More kids are the last thing we need right about now. Chloe was sick this afternoon and threw up on the kitchen floor. Something else that I had to clean. Yuck. At least she threw up somewhere where there was no carpet or fabric, and she was on her way to the sink, so I give her credit for trying. Hopefully she's getting the feeling of when she's about to throw up and can get to a sink or toilet before she gets too far past the point of no return.

When the kids saw that I was awake, they all demanded that they be fed. So I fixed them some dinner while I mixed my liquid dinner and the dessert of pills. I barely listened to the babble of the kids during the meal, but ushered them to bed before 9pm. I love surprises, but I sometimes wonder why I put up with the things that I put up with in this family. That lesbian lifestyle is starting to look pretty good from here.

I have been sleepy all day. Exhausted is a better word for it, because I can't fight the sleepiness and I frequently keel over where I can and sleep until someone wakes me up. This past sleep-fest was none other than my phone ringing off the hook. I woke up, jumped out of the bed, knocked the padded rail off the bed, and rushed to my desk just in time to see the lovely "MISSED CALL" slide across my screen. Unlocking the phone, I saw that I had missed several calls today. All from my husband. Frowning, I checked my voice mail, and to my annoyance, he had not left any messages for me. So... he has time to call me several times in the day, but not enough time to leave a voice message for me? How annoying!

I was scrolling through the messages when he called a twelfth time. This time I was able to answer it. He was all excited about something he had picked up in his journeys overseas in England. He told me that it was my anniversary present, which is a little over two months away. But he has a three-day party planned for us, while we work around some of his shows. Three days to celebrate our love that has been legally bonded for five years. Over those five years, there have been many bumps in the road, but our love is strong enough to bend and we have survived any storm that has come our way.

Love is forever; stay with me babe

I hope that what he has for me is not an erection, however. While I am having dreams that end with me performing lesbian sex in some form or another, I am not really interested in having sex right away. My pussy and ass are both still sore from the last romp that I had, and let's face it: The last time that he was soooo excited to "give" me something, it was his penis, and I ended up pregnant with twins! More kids are the last thing we need right about now. Chloe was sick this afternoon and threw up on the kitchen floor. Something else that I had to clean. Yuck. At least she threw up somewhere where there was no carpet or fabric, and she was on her way to the sink, so I give her credit for trying. Hopefully she's getting the feeling of when she's about to throw up and can get to a sink or toilet before she gets too far past the point of no return.

When the kids saw that I was awake, they all demanded that they be fed. So I fixed them some dinner while I mixed my liquid dinner and the dessert of pills. I barely listened to the babble of the kids during the meal, but ushered them to bed before 9pm. I love surprises, but I sometimes wonder why I put up with the things that I put up with in this family. That lesbian lifestyle is starting to look pretty good from here.