If you need to get caught up on the Sexy Challenge, read this first.
OK, you back?
Well, yeah, so today was Day Four.
It's been, interesting, to say the least.
I'm not going to go into details, because obviously, sex is a sacred commitment between two married people, but I will say that Day Four was hard, and I don't mean that in the Hard-Hard way, if you know what I mean. I mean that well, you know, I didn't want to wait till it was too late because I am tired, he is tired, so it's one of those sneak-away-when-he-gets-home things. Day Four was challenging hard.
Our code has always been, "Honey, there's a shelf upstairs in the closet that needs to be fixed," so then he'll come upstairs and help 'fix' the shelf in the closet. (Remember this part because it comes back into play later at the dinner table.)
So then, we're upstairs and we can hear the kids downstairs, and of course, I'm chatting away in the middle of it, telling him how my friend broke her arm AND her big toe on vacation, and how yoga was really good today, and things aren't exactly going the way they SHOULD be going, and then I'm like, "What's the matter, we always talk like this during."
Cuz we DO! We're communicators! We talk and we laugh, and we, well, you know ...
And he brought up a very good point. He said usually we can discuss things because it's not like we're doing it every day and it's much easier for things to "happen" when it's not an everyday occurence. YOU KNOW?
Do you get what I'm getting at?
Or am I not making any sense?
Regardless! Day Four, UNDER MY BELT! YAHOOOOO!
And things are going great, and I even texted him today saying some sexy stuff, and too bad he doesn't know how to text back because I'm sure he would have had the foreplay texting right back at me.
Then afterward, we went downstairs where I had a lovely dinner prepared. Don't EVEN ask what it was. OK, I'll tell you. Stouffer's Chicken Enchilladas.
At dinner, we always play a family game: What was the best part of your day. So we shared that. But we said we couldn't say anything that had to do with our family members (cuz someone ALWAYS says, "Right now is the best part of my day).
I said my best part of the day was that I got a copy of Wally Lamb's The Hour I First Believed in the mail today to review on Betty's Lit Lounge, and I'm so psyched. It's huge though--over 700 pages.
Mr. Manic said the best part of his day was fixing the shelf upstairs!
Then Ajers said next we had to say what was the WORST part of our day. Mr. Manic said, "Well, the worst part of my day was that when I first started to fix the shelf upstairs it was pretty hard to do. The nuts weren't fitting right and it was pretty tight, but then I got them screwed in just right."
SERIOUSLY NO LIE THAT IS WHAT HE SAID!
He and I were BUSTING OUT LAUGHING!
How can you NOT love that man!?!?!?!?
And so yes, Day Four. The Sexy Challenge. And I love him and am ready for Day Five.
And I was IMing Dawn from Yuba City who I do not think has a blog, and we decided that I will hold a contest and give away a SEXY CD that I will burn for a winner, or two or three right here on this Manic Mommy blog. But you have to promise to want to have sex. OK! With your boyfriend, spouse, partner or lover, OK? And maybe not seven days in a row, but at least one time.
I promise it will be a sexy CD with awesome music you will want to ruffle up some blankets while listening to it. So, in order to win, just leave a comment telling me a funny/sexy/unique story about a strange place you may have done it. Yeah, that's what I want to know.
And no MOM, you cannot leave a comment!