Motherhood
Jun. 26th, 2009 12:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I have maternity jeans now. Someone said I probably don't need them yet, but I think I do, because none of my pants will button, and when they do, they hurt me when I sit down. Anyway, they are actually cute. I also got this strange orange sherbet-colored summery maternity tank top and a cute dress. This shit is super girly. And I feel cute (cutesy) in it. It's hard to feel tough in sherbet-colored clothing, though.
So, here's the thing...Double D bought me these things. Yeah, the Daddy part is going there a little bit. Hard to swallow, but she really wants to. Yesterday I kinda sunk into it and enjoyed it. She's been talking about doing it for weeks. It was nice, but will absolutely not be a regular thing. She played hooky from work two days this week, Monday and yesterday. We spent the whole day in bed on Monday, and yesterday we got out on the town and did some shopping and lots of eating and drinking (ginger ale for me). I had a great time. This thing with her is working so well because we have a nice, sweet time together. Also a nice, dirty time. No one is petting anyone's face. And she got worried for a moment that she offended me yesterday when she told me she saw it as a bonus that I was moving away. I laughed at that, because of course it's a bonus! She's not gonna try and get all married and shit. Hells yeah.
Anyway. Michael Jackson died. Can you even believe that? And Farrah Fawcett on the same day? And Ed McMann earlier this week? What is going on?
It was very strange to hear, from Double D's friend, that MJ had died while we were roaming around downtown. Then suddenly everyone everywhere was talking about it. We heard a gay man on the phone with someone saying, "Michael Jackson can't die. You're fucking with me, right?" The gays seemed to know first. Then it was everywhere. Wild. I was going to post a video, but the ones I want have embedding disabled. Ah well. You know where YouTube is.
xo
So, here's the thing...Double D bought me these things. Yeah, the Daddy part is going there a little bit. Hard to swallow, but she really wants to. Yesterday I kinda sunk into it and enjoyed it. She's been talking about doing it for weeks. It was nice, but will absolutely not be a regular thing. She played hooky from work two days this week, Monday and yesterday. We spent the whole day in bed on Monday, and yesterday we got out on the town and did some shopping and lots of eating and drinking (ginger ale for me). I had a great time. This thing with her is working so well because we have a nice, sweet time together. Also a nice, dirty time. No one is petting anyone's face. And she got worried for a moment that she offended me yesterday when she told me she saw it as a bonus that I was moving away. I laughed at that, because of course it's a bonus! She's not gonna try and get all married and shit. Hells yeah.
Anyway. Michael Jackson died. Can you even believe that? And Farrah Fawcett on the same day? And Ed McMann earlier this week? What is going on?
It was very strange to hear, from Double D's friend, that MJ had died while we were roaming around downtown. Then suddenly everyone everywhere was talking about it. We heard a gay man on the phone with someone saying, "Michael Jackson can't die. You're fucking with me, right?" The gays seemed to know first. Then it was everywhere. Wild. I was going to post a video, but the ones I want have embedding disabled. Ah well. You know where YouTube is.
xo
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Date: 2009-06-26 08:25 pm (UTC)hell yes to sweet and dirty times! xo
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Date: 2009-06-26 09:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-26 09:00 pm (UTC)xo
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Date: 2009-06-26 09:16 pm (UTC)I leave one week from tomorrow (eek!) on the 4th. Then I'll be at the house for one week, and then the land.
Wow... I can't even tell you how excited and grateful I am.
xoxo
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Date: 2009-06-26 09:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-27 12:15 am (UTC)xoxoxo