Twelve Hours

In almost exactly twelve hours, John will land at DC National Airport. It will take him about 45 minutes to get back here, I think. And, joyous reunion butt sex will be had by all. Or at least me and him.

Yay.

To while away the hours today, I'm meeting a friend for brunch in DC. Then, I have to go take care of my kitty. I'll spend the rest of the afternoon tidying up the house. And I might take a nap.

I didn't sleep well last night. The upstairs was too hot and I couldn't figure out how to turn on the a/c. So, I ended up sleeping on the sofa in the living room. Not comfortable.

Yes, a nap will definitely be on the agenda. Naps so rock.

*smooches*

Comments

  1. Anonymous11:59 AM

    I couldn't figure out how to turn on the a/c. hahaha. I hope you get the instruction.

    Taking a nap in the middle of the afternoon is great. I am envious!

    Enjoy your butt sex and the extended weekend!

    ReplyDelete
  2. jjd4:02 PM

    break out the fancy lube!

    ReplyDelete
  3. diablo6:06 PM

    butt, where is the love?

    ReplyDelete
  4. goblinbox11:15 AM

    Joyous reunion butt sex. Heh.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

I'm Back (from Vacation)

 I'm back. I will be posting about my vacation soon.  Well, soonish ... maybe this weekend.  I dunno. Also, I came back to a big pile of stress at work.  Good times. Can I go on vacation again?  (Why, yes. Yes, I can.  I'll be flying to Atlanta for Pesach.  Just the weekend.  Not the whole dang thing.  My body needs gluten. And, then, a quick trip to NC in early May to see the 'rents.) ANYWAY.  Israel and Latvia posts coming up. Stay tuned. Or just look at the pix on my IG. *hugz*
Read more

If We Took a Holiday ...

 Happy Presidents' Day! Since I last posted, so much has happened ... I think.   I was going to bake my parents heart-shaped biscuits, because -when we were wee lads- my mom used to bake my brother and I heart-shaped biscuits on Valentine's morning.  They were not as good as the biscuits I make now. However, after I grated the frozen butter in my food processor, I tipped it out into the flour and the handle on the food processor broke.  The bowl fell into the flour.  I dug out a few pieces of plastic and a spring, and I threw it all in the trash.  I called the manufacturer.  They are sending me a new bowl ... in 2-3 weeks.  UGH.  HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE BISCUITS NOW?!?!? The SigNoth caught a cold, so Valentine's Day was even more of a bust.  Not that I really buy into the whole pseudo-holiday thing anyway. Saturday, I did my taxes. Refund, yay!  And, I ordered some nice stationery.  I thought it would be fun to use my fa...
Read more

Too Early But Not Early Enough

 6:00AM. With the new normal, I should be on a bus to the metro station, where I board a train and then another train to arrive at my office bright and early and chipper as a newborn squirrel. Today is special, though.  It's Pottery Class Registration Day.  Which is surprisingly competitive.  The DMV has too many Type A Soccer Moms (and Dads). In order to register for class, I have to log on at 6:30AM and hope the Pottery Gods are kind to me in the registration queue.  We shall see ... so exciting. After I register, I will then board a bus and a train ... and another train to get to my office.  Depending on what time I arrive, I will either work late (ugh) or take some leave (also, ugh).  Being totally honest, I will more than likely take leave because I hate being at work late.   This would be a perfect day to telework.  If we were allowed to telework.  Too bad Danger Yam (as one of my mutuals calls He Who Must Not Be Named) thinks...
Read more