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just wonderful.
2011-03-08 @ 11:22 a.m.
i did terribly with calories since friday, because boy had little A here and the kid never gets to have fast food. friday was sushi and stuff, which could have been okay, but the "stuff" included multiple fried dumplings. it's good that they forgot to deliver my crab rangoons because i would have eaten half the sack of them. they're almost as good as the ones at pf chang's. but despite my food missteps, i'm doing well. i went to get my hurr did yesterday, and when i walked in, he said i was looking really great, and i looked like i was "really gettin down." to which i graciously replied thank you, because there's nothing more encouraging than positive feedback, and the woman he was finishing mentioned how she was doing on p90x. and i was like hey awesome! i'm doing that too! and then my hair guy was like hey! i'm doing it too! so then we all started talking about the program, substituting days, and calories. the lady, E (since i will be talking about her again), mentioned how she wished she had a workout group but hates seeing anyone while she'e working out (especially because she gets up at 6am to do it). so after she left, and i was almost done, i asked when she was coming back and he said 3 weeks, which is exactly when i need to go back to get re-bleached. so we have a pseudo-workout group now, but it's more of an accountability group. i'm really excited about it. all of this socializing made my hair take FOREVERRRR though. i left my house at 10am and was JUST getting in the car to return home at 3:30. boy called and asked what was for dinner, and i told him nothing because i still wasn't even home. turns out he was on the same highway, about 4 miles behind me. we decided to "race" home, which really meant, "let's see who arrives home first since there is no racing in new jersey rush hour traffic." i beat him by literally 2 minutes. i was on the way back from the mailbox when he pulled up. he just kept saying once inside, "i want to have an early dinner so we can get home. we really need to get home." and i knew that meant, "because we haven't had sex in like 5 days, which is too long." absolutely agreed. we decided to go to uno, which neither of us had ever been to before, and which was delicious. we didn't eat TOO much, but we were definitely full and happy. i was particularly delighted by the fact that i could get roasted veggies as a side instead of fries. for that fact alone i am excited to go back. well, that and the absolutely amazing shrimp and crab fondue. soooo many calories, so little time. so we got home and it was naked time, after our food settled a little bit. i got about 10 minutes into the blowjob and he said, "we really should just go upstairs." i am always delighted to do so because the basement is cold and we end up moving the couch around too much. so we raced up there and he demanded i strip, and he threw me down and wrapped me in his arms and fucked me like i have never ever been. i don't know if it was the weed or just that he's absolutely fantastic, but i was cumming and cumming and i couldn't stop. the bed was soaking wet. he was biting my lips and my ears and was whispering, "baby, you look so good. you're so sexy. i'm so proud of you," and how could any girl not eat that up? my arms and legs were noodles when we were done. so good. then we went downstairs where i made him his lunch for today, and we went to bed. some days are just so good you can't even believe they were real. |