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As the end of May has drawn closer and closer I find my thoughts are more and more on the end of the withdrawal period.  Over 9 months my lil white pills have been getting smaller and smaller....... until this month when it is but a few small grains of white powder in pill form so small they get lost under my nails.  Every night for the past 9 months I have swallowed the pills and hung on to the thought that it would be soon be over -- and OH I wanted it over!!!

But now when I see only 2 small bits of white pill left in the bottom of the orange bottle - only 2 more nights - does the reality of it sink in........ and I am scared.  

What will happen ?  Am I strong enough to be done with them?   Will my body and mind crawl through this last withdrawal period to come out the other side free from the drug - finally?

Can I do this?

More Weekend Fun

We were at the camp grounds pretty much by ourselves this weekend - in that the eldest daughter and son in law didn't come up....... It felt a little weird to be honest - even the dog kept looking through the deck to their site waiting for her 'cousins' to show up.

BUT being on our own forced us - so to speak - to amuse ourselves.

Remember the BIG bed I showed you all last week....... 

yeah that bed....... 

Well Saturday afternoon I announced I was going in for nap..... I only went as far as the living area and curled up on the sofa...... Sir Steve came in and said "let's go for a nap in the bedroom"  I don't know where my brain was at cause I just kinda thought 'damn I was comfy here' and grudgingly got up and went into our bedroom and curled up on my side of the bed with my comfy blanket....completely forgetting that the joke is 'nap' is code for sex.......

He stood at the bottom of the bed grinning at me with that evil grin he gets... he reached over and picked up the knife from the side of the bed...... I got bratty and when he moved to stand beside me I rolled over to his side of the bed.......... 

He wasn't having any of that and before you knew it I was lying naked on the bed -- exposed feeling the knife work it's magic ....... especially along my pussy ...... see how the knife has a divided blade -- trust me when I say it fits ever so nicely along the lips...

 and into my jewelry....... 

After a nice play time and even better sex..... I did indeed have my nap....... 

Life is good when nap time is a thing!

Exhausted

Well I survived the dance recital -- so did "Daddy" btw....... barely.  BUT OMG I am exhausted today!!

The lil one really wanted curls in her pony tail -- but she has this bone straight - baby fine hair!  I tried...... 10 am Sunday morning she was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom of the trailer while I used the curling iron...... then I fixed each curl with a clip and sprayed the hell out of it with hair spray...... and we left it in for almost 2 hours.

Then I put on her 'stage' makeup..... dear god I was so worried she'd look like (as her father put it) a 70's porn star with the required blue eye shadow and red lips........ I didn't sleep well Saturday night worrying about it and even looked up a video on YouTube on applying make up on a 6 year old ......... everyone seemed to think I worked a miracle and she looked 'fantastic' ...... the lil one looked in the mirror when I was done painting her face and said "WOW I didn't recognise myself!"  (I think that was a good thing!)

We sat through 4 hours of dancing and awards ......... and when all was said and done it was huge success.  The lil one danced with all the confidence in the world... right on beat -- not missing a step..... we were both so proud of her!!  AND she can't wait to go back to dance class next year !!  She won a participation medal and a trophy for perfect attendance (grinning and rolling eyes).  She didn't care she felt like a STAR!

Life is good when love dances... 

 

Sunday Sentiments

Here I am.....

I decided - seeing as it is a short weekend for us - to come up to the campsite early today and take advantage of the sunshine.  (it's supposed to rain tomorrow - le sigh)

Course if it rains tomorrow...... maybe we can take advantage (again) of the BIG bed..... (king size and needs a stool to climb up into)

lots of play room !!!


Oh and while I am showing off our home away from home........ here's some tapestries that Sir Steve ordered for the living area. 

It really doesn't feel like "just a trailer" from the inside!!  and probably explains why I keep referring to it as the 'cottage'.

Everyone enjoy your weekend..........