Yeah I'm gonna go there.
Lael's been gone for 4 days now.
I've accomplished a lot. Some things that were on my list some things not.
Most of you know we decided to try for another baby. Most of you also know that I've already had my IUD taken out for a month and a half.
Ok. Let me talk to you about this.
Before I had Lael it was just me and Hubby (surprise!). I worked shift work and we liked to have sex.
All.The.Time. I would take a lunch break to get busy. I went in late to get busy. I skipped PT to get busy. You get the point right?
After I had Lael, most getting busy ceased to exist. I had lost it. That youthful sex drive went away.
I didn't want him to see me naked more or less touch me. It wasn't good.
This has been our #1 argument in my house. How I don't give it up enough.
I tried to do better. I faked a few moans and groans and he thought he was doing something. (Oh, shut up you all have done it before.)
Well, since I've had the IUD out I have felt the little freak in me creep back. I've had more of an urge than I've had in 5 years.
Now don't get me wrong. There are still a few...ahem...stunts, that he would like me to perform but kinda uh gross me out.
A few nights ago a few friends gave me some pointers. I figured with Lael being gone it would be perfect to bring some new tricks out of (like my friend puts it) "The Vault".
I'm pretty sure that was a mistake. I think he's lost his fucking mind.
I think he thinks I'm one of those sluts on the Adult Channels. I advise you that I am not.
Now I pray that Lael comes back soon. I have to swat him off of me every few seconds.
One "trick" I pulled out last week he hasn't gotten over. He keeps bringing it up. I mean seriously. It's over!
Moral of the story: Keep your tricks IN "The Vault". Otherwise, your head will never go straight to the pillow in your bed again.
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