The past two days have been filled with kids, lots of ’em, sliding, and Ron driving me crazy.
Around here, Fridays are a half-day of school. Normally we visit other kids or sometimes, Kendra and Danny come over. Well, Sarah invited a friend, who brought someone with her, AND K & D came over. That’s seven. It’s not really as bad as it sounds. I’m a little pleased that our place is a magnet for everybody else’s kids, and they keep each other out of trouble most of the time.
The big thing was sliding in our yard. It’s not really a hill, more of a gentle slope. Ron helped it out by heaping a pile of snow at the top for a good start. They go down the hill, across the driveway, and sometimes halfway down the garden! At least 40 feet, usually more. And the trudge back up the hill isn’t deadly.
So today, two of the kids were back, plus another one. This time, Ron and I were sliding a bit too. When we got to the point where Ron & I were on the sled together, that was the end for me. I had only stepped out for a minute to take a few pictures, so I wasn’t really dressed for it. I had snow all in my sneakers, my pants were wet and ripped just like Kristen’s, and we kept falling off the sled halfway down.
I would love to show you some pictures, if I had the digital camera like I wanted, but the boss says since processing for them is still too expensive, we’ll wait. He’d like to get real prints, see, while I just want it for web stuff. *sigh* I know I could bribe him, which leads me to my next topic.
*Warning!* Really personal info ahead! If you are my mother, GO AWAY! Or skip down a little.
Hormonally speaking, my phermones are calling out to him. We are trying really hard not to give in and I’ll explain most of the urgency about it.
Nine months from now is *all* my children’s birthdays.
Yes, you heard that right. January has traditionally been a conception month for us. Now I will freak you out further by saying I went of the Pill. We aren’t really aiming, so to speak, for more children, I was having some minor problems with the Pill, now they are gone! I am more energized, more interested in s-e-x more than twice a month, not as lethargic, all things are looking up. You see my problem now?
Neither one of us wants to get fixed, and Depo-Provera was so not fun, so this leaves us with some interesting choices. I’m really predictable, so we start with the Rythm Method, continue with the Natural Family Planning method, and round off with some condoms. Why do they call that a family size pack anyway? Isn’t that what we want to prevent?
And on really peak days, especially in January, we try to stay away from one another.Yes I know we’ve been married for a while, and I thought we were past that, but ever since I stopped taking those pills, my libido has returned. The sad part is, we’re a touchy-feely couple. We normally can’t walk by one another without a hug, kiss, or quick feel. Oh, the problems that plague me!
The Coast is Clear. End of Personal Info Section.
Sarah asked me yesterday if I weighed more than 200 pounds. After my chin got back up off the floor, I said “Why, no, do I look it?”
Just a word of advice, don’t ever ask your children something like that. Of course, Meaghan took me up on it, and said with a glint in her eye, “YES!”
I’m hoping all this running around after her will wear some of the excess flab off. That and the sex.