A Moment in Time

Yesterday Sir Steve gave me more instructions before meeting him at the gym.

It was almost a repeat of the other day.... I got out of my car carrying the gym bag and walked to him.  He pulled me in close for a kiss -- and a grope.  I was grinning at him... he, on the other hand, missed the 'evidence' and was scowling at me a little bit... 

As we turned from the embrace to walk towards the gym... a car honked. We both turned and scanned the parked cars.   In the front window facing us was the hand heart sign............. pretty much like this...........

We both grinned and continued our walk to the gym hand in hand.  But whoever that person was who took 2 minutes to 'cheer' on our love - they made our night.

It's Finally Coming Together

It has been an on going battle -- but seriously I think I am winning the war.

After Sir Steve boxed up all the ex's crap -- AND moved it out to the back shed -- I could finally see what still needed to be sorted and filed, cleaned and scrubbed.

I attacked the lil one's room - we had reached a compromise -- all the 'baby' toys I moved to the basement SO should she decide she wants to play with them we can haul them upstairs (I don't expect that to happen EVER)...... she spent the whole afternoon Tuesday playing with all her 'new' toys and loving the pictures on the walls and believe it or not -- the tidiness.

There wasn't a whole lot left for me to do - just a last bit of sorting and tidying -- 

ET VOILA

the house is now pretty close to my standards (cheeky grin)

Now to get ready to entertain family here for Thanksgiving.......... (Canadian Thanksgiving for my non-Canadian friends is this weekend)

Whispered Words

Sir Steve texted me instructions -- they made my knees go weak.

I sat in the parking lot by the gym waiting for him to arrive.  

I stood by the trunk of my car as I watched him walk across the parking lot.  He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me -- and one hand stroked my hips and my ass......... 

and he whispered in my ear

"good girl"

two words that made my heart skip a beat and then soar.........

R.I.P.

I learned some shocking news last night/early this morning.

A while back (two years?? can't remember now) I was involved in a poly relationship with 'DaddyDom'........ he had another female partner.  

Things went south between the 3 of us pretty damn quickly actually and she blocked me on Fetlife -- and he and I ended our relationship.


She contacted me on FL to tell me that she had gone to his house early yesterday morning and found him dead. I was in shock.  This man was my biggest motivator to eat properly and go to the gym regularly (when I started) he was an ex-gym teacher and very health conscious and gung-ho about keeping fit........ and he was dead ??!!!

It seems no matter what one does -- when it's your time -- it's your time


R.I.P. 

 

Feeling Neutral

We had a good weekend -- mostly slow and steady.  I had hoped the 'Sadist' would come to visit on Saturday night........ but unfortunately as we went to bed Sir Steve developed a migraine.  

Sunday we went to a family birthday --- middle grandson turned 11 !!  Sir Steve managed to get the lil one back in time to take her.  It was fun watching her playing and laughing with the other kids.  She is quite a character.

I told Sir Steve I was gonna wear black thongs and a black bra to the party -- and told him in a cheeky way -- that every time he looked at me at the party he would picture the thongs and bra under my dress.  I also told him that on the way home I was gonna slip out of the thongs.  He grinned and said I have this way about keeping things fresh and interesting.

BUT I don't think he really believed I would do it.

At 7:30 as we're heading down the highway - the lil one fast asleep in the back of the dark car.... I lifted my hips and wiggled out of the thong.  Sir Steve glanced over at me with that grin on his face -- the one I haven't learned to read yet..........

I popped the thongs in my purse and we continued driving without a word.

Unfortunately -- keeping things fresh and interesting doesn't always translate into 'fun and games' -- shrug 

I am thinking I need to shelve 'expectations' ....... and try and learn to just go with the flow.