Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Pampering Myself

i'm all alone tonight. hubby took an overnight with his dad to visit family in Pa. which means i have 2 whole days to do the things i like to do. take long soaking bathes. use lots of perfume & smell goods. iron my hair & curl my lashes. give myself a pedicure & manicure. maybe i'll dress up in my princess dress & tiara & do some dancing. i just happened to remember that i don't do indoor exercise because everytime i try my drunk, funnier than life, hubby decides sticking a finger in my twat or up my ass is the way to encourage me to do more exercises. i don't know about you but when i want to exercise the last thing i want is a finger stuck up my ass. kinda defeats the purpose of tightening & toning the muscles. (well, the muscles i want to work on anyway) when i want to fuck, i fuck, with a vengeance but exercising is a regiment where fucking is an act of spontaniety.
and this didn't start as an 'i hate my husband' post. but come to think of it, i need to be fair to both myself & hubby. my last post should have actually been reasons 1, 2, 3 & 4 et al.
1. he's a drunk
2. he thinks he's so cute.
3. he thinks he's so funny
4. he jacks off to porn on my pc bringing on the bsod
so on to my night of primping & preening. no bad thoughts. NO BAD THOUGHTS.