Good golly Ms. Molly…what good lovin’ me and Susan just had! I know there was a time when I used to post details about our sex life, and I’m aware that has been quite a while in the past. Well, after tonight, I have the urge to do a little bragging, if I may…

But first, allow me to set the stage…

When Susan got home from work tonight, around 6:40 pm, I was in the kitchen cleaning up from the dinner I had fixed for the kids. (Fish sticks, rice-a-roni and salad, in case you were wondering.) She walked into the kitchen, greeted the kids, gave me a kiss and said (in a stage whisper) “I am wanting it tonight!” That was all it took. I started sprouting half a woody from that point on.

At seven o’clock we watched Big Brother, then called the kids down, once it was over, to begin watching Forrest Gump. Recently we have been trying to get our daughter T to watch something more than SpongeBob and other cartoons. Last weekend she watched Million Dollar Baby with us and really liked it. Susan promised that she would introduce her to other great movies like, Driving Ms. Daisy, Terms of Endearment and Forrest Gump. (Got to love those movies that take place in Alabama!!) Tonight we watched it together and T was so into it. We ended it right around the point where Bubba dies in Viet Nam, then I put my son’s ass in the tub and gave him a bath. We’ll finish the movie this weekend, I can’t wait for her to see it all. Afterward L&T went upstairs and Susan began watching Being Bobby Brown. I settled into the office to “mess around” a little on the computer.

After about twenty minutes or so I heard Susan calling for me from the living room. I got up and went to check on her and she was sitting there with that “look” on her face. She was definitely ready for something. “Let’s go into the bedroom.” She said. That’s all it took….I followed her into our room like Trooper chasing his tail.

She told me to close and lock the door and I followed directions like a pro. By the time I turned back towards her she was standing there naked, with only the light from the muted T.V. illuminating her awesome body. We met half way across the bedroom and began kissing. I took her head into my hands and kissed her like it was my last chance. Meanwhile she reached down, pulled down my boxers, took hold of my hardening cock and began stroking. After a minute of making out she pushed me down onto the bed and proceeded to run her tongue from my mouth, down my chest, to my crotch. My first thought was that I hadn’t showered today. I’d been busy all day with work and hadn’t had a chance. (In case you don’t know, I work from home.) I tried to pull her up to kiss some more, but she wouldn’t budge.

“I haven’t had a shower today.” I said.
“Mmmm, doesn’t taste like it.” She responded, with a mouth full.

She continued to suck my cock and stroke my inner thighs while I reached around and rubbed her sexy back and ass cheeks. Within minutes I was harder than Vulcan’s ass and I pulled her up and pushed her down onto the bed. I kissed her lips again then worked my way to her tits, then down to her practically hairless pussy. She was so wet and tasted so good. I gave her oral attention for a few minutes until she begged, “I want your cock baby.”

I kissed my way back up her stomach and tits, to her mouth and kissed her hard as I inserted my dick, hands free, into her hot wet cunt. I can’t express just how good it felt. She wrapped her legs around my waist and tightened her arms around my neck as I thrust into her repetitively. Every twenty seconds or so I would bend my head down and suck on her nipples, almost biting them, but not too hard. It seemed to drive her further into ecstasy. I kept up the rhythm and would alternate regular thrusting with occasional hard pounding. That hard, “balls slapping ass” / “nut deep fucking” must have done it for her because soon she was telling me that she was close. I continued what I was doing till she said the magic word, “there”, which in Susan “sex speak” means that’s the spot/act that pushes her into the big O. Within seconds she was coming, and coming hard. It was soon after this that I allowed myself to join her. I pulled out and jacked a skillet load onto, first her tits, and then her stomach. It felt sooo damn good! After I had busted my nut she was ready for another O, so she took a little of my cum that was pooling in her bellybutton and used it as lubricant as she rubbed her clit to yet another toe curling orgasm. Wow, what a night!!

Okay, so I guess I should apologize for being a little too graphic, but hey…I can’t help it. It isn’t all that often that we have such a mind blowing session of sex! We do it quite regularly, but rarely so intense. It was the best thirty minutes I’ve spent all week! My only regret was that I didn’t take pictures for next weeks HNT post.

I know she will be kicking my ass, once she reads this, tomorrow. But hey, a guy has to brag every once in a while….right?

Y’all have a WONDERFUL weekend!! T.G.I.F. baby!! This evening at five o’clock I’ll be drinking beer and eating wings at a restaurant with Snagley while my daughter and her friends are next door at the theater watching a movie. It’s her 12th birthday/slumber party night. I am dropping them off and picking them up after the movie. Thankfully Snag agreed to pass the time with me while I wait….

Talk to you all soon!

I’m sure this pose has been done before, but it’s as creative as I can get this week. I’ll try for something better next time.

Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday everyone!! Once again, a shout out to Osbasso, the creator of HNT.

My Mom came by for a visit yesterday and is leaving this morning to go on home. She had been to her Mother’s house in S.W. Georgia, and decided to swing by here on her way back north. She was supposed to be here by noon but when I called her at 9:00 a.m. she informed me she was only thirty minutes away! The kids and I scrambled to get the house straightened up. We thought we would have plenty of time to clean and even wash the dog before she got here. Unfortunately it didn’t work out quite that way. Still, it’s been a nice visit. I grilled out some killer chicken breasts and we had a great meal together.

Did anyone else watch Over There, the new series on FX, tonight? I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks now. This new dramatic series focuses on American soldiers, and takes place in present day in Iraq. The first episode was pretty good, not great, but alright. I’m looking forward to watching it again next week. I think it may turn out to be pretty good.

Have a great Thursday!!

I found this on Trust Me, I’m A Blonde and it was a little different than the usual Q&A posts so I thought I would participate….

1) CD in your car that you are embarrassed to admit that you have: There are two, the Partridge Family Greatest Hits and ABBA’s greatest hits.

2) Song currently on the radio that you sing to in your car, that you are embarrassed to admit that you know the words to and like: “Hollaback Girl” by Gwen Stefani.

3) TV show(s) that you secretly watch that you are embarrassed to admit: Embarrassed to watch, huh….I guess it would be Blow Out. There’s something about that guy Jonathan…he can cut some serious hair and he is so obviously gay….even though he has a girlfriend….

4) TV or Movie Star that you would sleep with but are too embarrassed to admit that you would, because he/she is not your “normal” type: The Mother character Ruth Fisher on Six Feet Under…

5) Musician that you would sleep with but are too embarrassed to admit that you would, because he/she is not your “normal” type: Okay this might be a little weird, but it would definitely have to be Loretta Lynn.

6) Secret single behavior that you do at home when alone but are too embarrassed to admit: Okay, are y’all ready for this? Sure? Sometimes, on the rare occasion, I will, after a good meal, fart into my cupped hand and then smell it….

7) Admit HONESTLY what REALLY attracts you to the opposite sex at first site: Forget the “eyes and smile” shit…it’s all about (NSFW) boobage and ass for me.

8) Even though you are not gay, admit HONESTLY someone of the same sex who you would have sex with if you were gay: Honestly? Okay….let me think…this is a hard one. Hmmmm….if I had to pick someone I rectum it would be Matthew. Hey, he dips snuff so he can’t be too bad…

9) Name an Olympic sport that you are embarrassed to admit that you like watching: When those chicks do the running and flipping thing…gymnastics, yeah that’s it.

10) Have you ever masturbated in a public place? If masturbating in a car, on public streets counts, then yeah…

11) Have you ever had a job that no one knew about? If yes, what was it? Well there was a time, back in the early 90’s, when I drove women to hotels who planned to have sex for money. This portion of my life/career didn’t last long.

12) If you could be invisible for one day, who would you spy on? Kathy Hilton…she is a MILF if I’ve ever seen one….

13) Be honest…Have you ever had phone sex? I have, on occasion…several times…next question…?

14) Be honest…Have you ever hooked up with a friend of your gf/bf while you were dating? Hooked up? Not to the whole “hook up” extreme, but back when I was dating my ex wife I once kissed one of her best friends….Snagley, I am sure you can remember…if you’ll think back to a certain freshman ADpi pledge ironing clothes in my dorm room.

15) Have you ever hooked up with someone that you would never tell your friends? Yes, there was this one 50ish year old woman who I met in a bar in Guymon, Oklahoma. She was buying me drinks left and right. When it was time to leave she invited me back to her motel (there aren’t any hotels in Guymon) and I came close to showing her what The Chuckster was all about. Fortunately I sobered up before I got too carried away.

Okay…so I have shared a few embarrassing details about my life. I think I would like to see each and everyone of you use these same questions and respond from the heart. If you are not sure who it is I want to take this Q&A, then take a look at my links on the right. If your blog is listed there then I expect to read your answers on your site. Comment here and let me know you’ve done it.

Good Times

“Ain’t we lucky we got ‘em…”

We spent much of the weekend watching the Good Times (click the link and turn up your speakers) marathon on TV Land. I bet, all in all, I spent more than ten hours over two days watching the episodes. I’d forgotten what a great and groundbreaking show it was. I believe it was the first television program to feature exclusively a black family; and it was a gritty, real life portrayal to say the least. The show really handled some controversial topics of the day (mid to late 70’s) and gave a realistic picture of a side of family life not seen on your average situation comedies. Watching the episodes this weekend really took me back to childhood. Much of my early years, until 1979, I grew up in an area with very few African-Americans. There was only two non whites in my whole school. Good Times opened doors for me and helped me see a side of life and family I was clueless about. Over the past couple days I have really enjoyed taking a walk down memory lane.

Everybody say it with me…Dy-no-mite!!

Other than watching television we really didn’t do much else. It was too damn hot to spend much time outside. I did cut most of the yard Friday night, and then the rest on Saturday evening. Otherwise, all I did was plant my ass inside trying to stay cool. Susan’s “friend” has been here visiting over the past few days, and in celebration we had a few bloody mary’s on Sunday morning. I hadn’t had a bloody in a while and it was a nice change. I bought the spicy V8 juice, of course, so they would be extra good!

Work is kicking my butt this week, so if I don’t get around visiting blogs like I usually do please forgive me! It ain’t cause I don’t love ya!!

Oh, before I forget, I wanted to thank all of you who commented or emailed in reference to my “blogoversary”. (thanks QoP for the word) I promise to make this site better in it’s second year….maybe I’ll turn it into a porn site. Go ahead and start emailing your amateur pictures to me! Go ahead, you know you want to….

Well what do you know. I’ve been blogging a whole year. I never would have thought I would have lasted this long. One year ago today, around noonish, I posted my very first blog post. I went on that day to post a total of three entries. I guess I got bit by the blogger bug from day one. If you’re interested you can read my first three posts here, here and here. Exciting shit, huh? LOL

I first heard about the world of blogging from a People Magazine article about an American soldier in Iraq that had been keeping a blog of his day to day activities for the folks back home to read. Even though the word “blog” was foreign to me at the time, I ended up doing a search for blogs on Google and came across a few that I began to read. One of the first was A Taste Of The Good Wife, which led me to Chris’ original blog, The Good Husband. From there I discovered the whole fascinating world of the blogosphere and began to make a few blogger buddies. In time that list of friends grew till today there are quite a few of you that I keep in contact with either via the phone, email, instant message, or in person practically daily.

There have been many bloggers who have come and gone over the year. Even some of my first acquaintances are no longer tapping out the details of their lives on the pages of their blogs. One of those that come to mind is Stuck For Now. I often wonder what he is up to and wish him the best. There were also those two guys (I can’t now remember their names) edit: Bob and Greg; one from NYC and the other from out West somewhere who, along with the Good Wife, I would correspond with regularly. In the first few months of blogging I made friends with Rita at Diary-A and fortunately she is one I still catch up with on occasion. The same goes for Chas, the lovely school teacher from Tennessee. There was my liberal buddy from Texas, the already mentioned Chris, and Jules who has since changed to a new blog. There was also Elisabeth of Pretty Helmet (a local blogger), good ole Shumpy, the highly intelligent and sexy ESSF and everyone’s favorite Welsh married couple Ed and Sue.

With the dawning of the new year I became close with many others. First there was SK who, back then was Blogging Bex, I think. She has changed blogs and templates more than I change underwear! LOL Then close to Valentine’s Day I received a lovely first comment from some sexy chick known as the Queen of Pink. Boy did that start something! We’ve been great pals every since. There was my beautiful friend Michelle from South Florida who I’ve shared a lot with, the lovely lady who Stands Naked, that wacky chick Murphy, my goofy college roommate Snagley, the beautiful beach bunny Khaki, that crazy Eyerocker, the ever blonde Jenn, the Asian with persuasion Rei, “she without a blog” Rosie and so many others! I’d also like to give a shout out to my buddy Jim, also blogless, but a guy I know in person who has been more help to me than can be imagined.

Over the past four months or so there have been even so many more! You all know who you are!

Over the year I have also made some changes with my blog and learned a lot of valuable “how to” information as well. It started with Elisabeth and her showing me how to add links. I took her out to lunch as repayment, but unfortunately haven’t been able to get together with her again since. Then, at the first of the year, I benefitted from SK’s knowledge of template changing and I entered 2005 with a brand new look. Soon my desire for bigger and better things evolved, as it often tends to do, and I was ready for my own non Blogger site. Fortunately ESSF was able to step in with her expertise and whip my new site into shape. She is still teaching me stuff, to her regret I’m sure, and I appreciate it. I appreciate all of the help I have received over the year!

There was a blogger once(edit Greg) who compared the blogosphere to a neighborhood. I wish his blog was still up because he wrote a wonderful post about how each of us on his roll were like neighbors down the street. He told of how visiting our blogs was like stopping in at our homes for a visit. Eyerocker you were listed on this, maybe you can remember who it is I am talking about. Anyway it was an interesting post, and in a way it’s really true. In my “virtual neighborhood” there are many homes lived in by great friends. It seems that everyday more and more people/blogs move into my neighborhood. Some may become distant neighbors, the kind you just wave to as you pass on the street. Some you get to know a little, maybe you stop in and talk with them in their front yard for a few minutes as you are out walking the dog. Then there are others who you really hang out with; have out door cookouts with and drink cases of beer. Then if you’re really lucky you find those very special neighbors who you actually swap spouses with, but then of course there hasn’t been any of those move in yet!

I really enjoy writing on my blog. Unfortunately at times I’ve put a little too much attention into the blog and not enough into other things….things that matter in the real world. I’ve worked hard recently to change that. Will I still be blogging this time next year? Who knows….I can’t say for sure. I would have never imagined I’d make it past a month, much less a year. Especially since I really have no talent, and just kind of write from the hip. I know most bloggers say they write for themselves and not for others. I guess, in a small way, that’s true for me. But I do know that I wouldn’t be coming back almost everyday if not for you and all your blogs that I love to read.

Thanks for sticking around with me over the past year, and thanks for entertaining me as well!

P.S. If I left any of you off who were around back in the first six months, I appologize. It wasn’t intentional….I’m just an idiot, okay?

Well it’s Thursday and many of you know what that means. I am not sure of the origin of the whole thing, but the Blogger Osbasso set forth the guidelines, so I thought I would participate. I intend to do so every Thursday from here on out. I encourage you, my readers, who don’t already participate, to do so and submit a picture for Half-Nekkid Thursday!

This picture was taken by me on the way home from Tennessee two weeks ago. That’s my hand and my wife’s boob. (In a moment of weakness, I let her drive, because I was tired.) So it’s actually a double “half-nekkid” pic…my hand and her arm/leg/hand. How about that for a first attempt!! Huh?? Do I ROCK or what? Yeah, whateveh…..
Check out the small portion of the orange T on her shirt, you know that is a University of Tennesse T-shirt she is wearing (just under my hand) She’s a alumni of that FINE institution after all.

Thank you all so much for the anniversary well wishes. I know I’ve responded to each of you via e-mail, but I just want to say again how much I appreciate the comments. Our two year anniversary yesterday was awesome! I met Susan for lunch at a very nice restaurant and we had a delicious three course meal (with no alcohol) for slightly under $70. Then last night we consummated our two year mark with some wonderful love making. Again I won’t go into detail, I know it bores you, but I will say that the nut gravy was delivered to the interior. That doesn’t happen very often. Could there be a little Chuckie in the making? Nah, I doubt it…

Today I have been busy with work and then this evening I cut the grass. For the past three weeks I have hired a crew to do it. It really sucks having to do it yourself! We are paying a separate service $36 every three months to come and fertilize the yard. I thought it was a pretty good deal until I had to cut the grass. My yard is lush! It’s so thick I had to raise the blade up two notches just to be able to cut the damn thing without it stalling out. This means that I will have to cut it again this weekend just to get it to the lower height I like it to be. Damn.

I have recently added a few new links to my blog roll, and there are a couple of them I would like to point out to you. I’ve discovered the blogs of a husband and his wife. Just so you know, I always like it when married couples blog together. I wish Susan would contribute here on my site every once in a while. What’s unique about these two is that they each have their own separate blogs. One will talk about a certain situation or occurrence and then the other will give their opinion of the same thing. It’s pretty awesome! Plus, and this is always good, they sometimes post pictures and talk about their sex life. What’s better than that? Go check out my fairly close neighbor JAY and his lovely wife MIMI. Send them some love and well wishes….these two are great writers!

I’m out of town on business, late Thursday through much of Friday, hopefully the hotel has some decent high speed Internet. Talk to you all soon….

P.S. I just want to take a minute and wish the best for my old friend Snagley and hope for his safe return from Juan De Nova Island where he has gone to retrieve the body of his dead, and very frozen, cousin. That sucks man…wishing you safe travels. Yo.

Today is the day. Two years ago at around one o’clock in the afternoon me, Susan and my sister gathered on the front porch of an old retired Baptist preachers house in Tennessee and officially got hitched in our jeans (no fancy clothes for us). We stood there on the old man’s porch, facing the house, with him standing there before us, his back to a window. Half way during the service the blinds on the window behind him were suddenly pulled up and standing there in the window was the old man’s wife, dressed in a moo-moo. We both couldn’t help but snicker at the old woman’s sudden intrusion. After the ceremony was complete the preacher turned to Susan and said, “You know it’s said in the Old Testament that when a woman marries a divorced man it makes her a whore.” We both looked at each other in shock, not believing this had been said at our wedding. He continued by mentioning he didn’t believe that was the case since Jesus came to Earth and changed all the rules. He went on to hand us each a Bible and for the next hour he delivered us quite a sermon. It was a unique wedding, to say the least.

It wasn’t supposed to happen until sometime in August. At least that was the course we had planned. On Monday, July 14th, Susan emailed me from her job in Tennessee and suggested we go ahead and do it that coming weekend. She said I should call the court house in her county and see what all was required to get the job done. To say I was shocked would have been an understatement. I emailed back asking if she was serious and she assured me she was.

As many of you know, Susan and I had a bit of a whirlwind romance. By whirlwind I mean five months and by romance I mean meeting on-line in a Yahoo chat room. We literally got married five months and five days from the night we first ever encountered one another via chat. That was not the way either one of us had planned it, but it just seemed to work out that way. Marrying someone you barely know isn’t the best way to enter into the whole “till death do us part” thing. It was hard. The first year or so was pretty difficult for both of us.

There were times during the first year and a half of marriage that it looked like we wouldn’t make it. I had never been with a woman who was so independent and career motivated. I had never met a woman who claimed to be a Republican, but was also pro-choice. It amazed me that she could go all day without feeling the need to call me and see how things were going. I gradually began to crack up a little. I found myself falling into a tremendous depression, thinking I could possibly lose the only woman I had ever really loved. Had I known about blogging back then you can bet I would have been filling pages daily with my rants and raves. Her independence was hard for me to deal with by it’s self, but when I discovered she had been keeping in contact with old boyfriends without my knowledge, I completely lost it. These were dark times indeed. I found myself falling into old habits and looking for a little strange on the side when I would be out of town on business. I would flirt with women at bars because I was convinced my wife didn’t really love me. At home I would sit for hours in a dark room and think about my marriage and what had gone wrong. I can remember specifically the late nights of December of 2003, sitting in the living room with only the lights from the Christmas Tree on, legal pad in hand; writing long letters to Susan about how bad I felt about us and the way she treated me. Sometimes I would tear them up after scribbling out eight to ten pages, and sometimes I would leave them for her to find the next morning. Whenever these problem times occurred we would usually talk them out, we’d apologize and then go on about our business till the next time. That usually didn’t work for long. Luckily that Spring we decided to try counseling. For a couple months we went to see a therapist, either together or separately, and gradually the clouds began to lift. I was put on anti-depressant medication and after a while my thought process began to change. I came to realize that when she tells me she loves me it could very well be possible that she actually means it. I learned that when she doesn’t call me frequently during the day it could mean she actually is working and not screwing some guy in a hotel somewhere. Folks I was in bad shape. Eventually I came to see that I was looking at everything all wrong, and once I changed my thought process my view towards our marriage got better. I took myself off the medication after about six months, and haven’t needed it since.

She also made some changes. At first she seemed to fight it when she realized that I am one of those sensitive kind of guys. She hadn’t had a serious relationship in eight years or so. She wasn’t used to being around a man that she had feelings for. So, to be perfectly honest, she wasn’t very good at the whole relationship thing. It was hard for her to realize she actually had to check in with someone before she went out after work, or just randomly during the day. Most of her adult life it had all been completely about her. She was alone and had no one to answer to. Where as I was coming from the whole “married with kids” back ground, she was stepping from being “Ms. Single/go where you want/buy what you want” to a instant wife and step-mother of two kids. It was understandably hard for her, but fortunately counseling, and time, helped her see where she needed to change.

It should also be noted here that even though we had tough times and periods that seemed to lead us towards divorce, the sex still rocked! Oh yeah, we sho was getting us some killer sack time, four plus nights a week! Then again, why shouldn’t we? I may have been an emotional basket case, but I was still a major stud! LOL

So the union of Chuck and Susan was tremendously shaky at first. Although initially it seemed we had built our “house” upon the loose, ever shifting sand; in time the sand hardened to rock.

Today I can honestly say that I have never been happier in my life. I am married to the greatest, the most beautiful, the sexiest and funniest woman in the world. In the past six months or so we have seemed to grow into our marriage. It’s almost like one morning we woke up and things just clicked into place. Sure, it isn’t perfect….there are still times when we argue and things get misunderstood, but Susan is my baby and I love her, and I am “her guy”. I can never imagine life without her. She has done so much for our family to make us better. She, who has never had a child of her own, has become an outstanding step-mother. In the words of Randy Owen of the country band, Alabama, “She’s close enough to perfect for me.”

It was kinda funny late last week when we both temporarily forgot the date of our anniversary, but I can tell you one thing now. It won’t be forgotten again. July nineteenth will be remembered. While it’s true we may have walked into something we really weren’t completely sure of back on July 19th, 2003, we sure as hell are convinced of it now. Our marriage is solid, growing and passionate.

I love you Susan! Happy second anniversary…

I am sure I could have found a better recent picture of us. Check it out while you can…it won’t be around for long….

Overall the weekend was pretty good. Friday night Susan and I went to see Wedding Crashers. It was a freaking hilarious movie! Vince Vaughn is the man! We laughed our asses off, and as evident in the picture in my last post we can afford to loose some ass. Afterwards, around 10pm, we went to a new Asian grill and had a nice late dinner and a couple drinks. I was craving some sushi, but they didn’t offer it. Still, it was very good. The theater and surrounding stores were packed solid. I had to park nearly a mile away. I think the congestion problem had something to do with the first night showing of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and the Harry Potter party that was going on at Barnes and Noble. The whole place was swarming with kids and their parents. It was close to midnight when we got home and we were both exhausted and ready for bed. We decided to put off the lovin’ till Saturday.

Saturday morning Susan had to get up early to go work a radio remote at a business in Birmingham. I got up around 9 and dressed and then met her there to meet some of the folks she works with. Afterwards we drove up to a shopping center and did a little window shopping, then stopped at Calypso Joe’s for nacho’s and an adult beverage or two. Once we got home she decided a little nap would be in order, and I agreed. We both stripped naked and got in bed ready for a nice early afternoon nap, but I think we both had other plans in mind. As I lay there on my back she began to stroke my chest. As her hand worked it’s way further down my stomach I began to obviously respond in the natural way. She reached down, wrapped her hand around my hard cock, looked up at me and asked, “You want to fuck?” Uh, gee….let me think a minute….

I won’t bore you with the details, but I will say that it was very, very hot! Something about a little afternoon delight that makes for a wonderful day. Things were pretty wonderful till around five in the afternoon….

My kids had been staying with their Mother since last Tuesday. When she first picked them up I asked her how long she planned on having them and she told me it would be for a while, like ten days. Of course I didn’t believe that. She barley ever keeps them more than a weekend because things come up like having to study, or getting her boobs done, etc. So around Saturday I get a call from my daughter T. She called on behalf of FA because she was wanting to know when I was going to pick them up. I told T that her mother could bring them home either Sunday evening or Monday morning in time for T’s orthodontist appointment. She relayed the information to her Mother and then I heard FA in the back ground yelling hysterically, “NO, no, no, No!!”, at the top of her lungs. I calmly told T that I would be there in twenty minutes and to get her and her brothers crap packed.

A few minutes later, once I was on the road, FA called and apologized. She said she was just stressed out because T had lost her goggles and she was wanting to take the kids swimming. Then suddenly she remembered it was our anniversary weekend and she said, “No, don’t come now…I’ll bring them to you tomorrow.” I told her I was already on the interstate headed her way, that I would be there soon, and then hung up.

When I got to her door the kids came out with their belongings and FA never even showed her face. I guess it was a good thing because I was ready to rip her a new one. I really intended to point out what a sorry excuse for a human being she is, and what a lousy Mother. My only concern was getting the kids in the car before I let loose. She saved me the trouble by cowering inside her apartment. About a mile from FA’s place I looked over and noticed that T looked like she was about to cry. I asked her what was wrong and she kept shaking her head, but the tears began to come. I pulled off the road under an overpass and told her to tell me what had her so upset. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, “It scares me when Mom yells like that.” God, it kills me to see what this woman is doing to my daughter. Before I get the comments about not allowing her to see them, let me say again that I would do it if I could. Even if I had the money to fight her in court my attorney has already told me that no judge in Shelby County would refuse her visitation. It would take a big fight and a lot more damaging actions on her part to get a supervised visitation ruling. I have to take hope in the fact that she doesn’t want to see them all that much. She is so wrapped up in her own life, she hardly ever has time for the kids. Hopefully her absence from the kids will do them more good than harm. I am just thankful that Susan and I can be their full time influence. If the situation was reversed and she was the one with primary custody I would be going crazy trying to spend as much time and money as I could with them.

So T and I talked all the way back to the house about her Mother, our family and other related topics. I told her that FA loved them very much, but she just had her own life to deal with at the moment. I told her that with Susan and I, she and L had a stable family and that we had love and were always here for each other. I promised her that things would get better with her mom someday, but in the meanwhile we would all be okay. Needless to say it wasn’t an easy conversation.

That evening we watched a movie and hung out with the kids talking about what they wanted for their up coming birthdays. T will be twelve on August 1st and is so hoping for a cell phone. Personally Susan and I think it is crazy to get a cell phone for a twelve year old, but we will probably do it anyway. I’d like to kick the ass of whatever parent it was at T’s school who first bought their youngun a damn cell phone. It’s insane I tell you!

Yesterday Susan and I left the kids home for a couple hours and went shopping for birthday presents. We found some cool purple crap for T’s newly redecorated bedroom at Bed Bath and Beyond. You know, lamps, shoe hanging thing, bean bags, alarm clock, etc. We also stopped in at Cingular to see what kind of phones and plans they had. I guess that’s what their “family plans” are there for. Sunday evening we had a wonderful “pre anniversary” meal at the table, (we usually eat in the livingroom in front of the television) followed by an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen. So much for the Atkin’s Diet!! Last night Susan, T and I watched Coach Carter on DVD while L watched SpongeBob up in his room. There was no more sex, unfortunately, but there was some quality family time! So it was all good…

In honor of our second anniversary I thought I would post a picture of Susan and I taken just the other night. It had been a long day so we didn’t have time to tidy up around the place. Unfortunately it seems we left out the “anal lube” as well. But, you got to work with what you got…

Happy Anniversary Babe! You’re looking better today than when we met!! Love you a crap load!

T.G.I.F. to all my homeys out there! I am looking forward to the weekend.

Okay, I’m about to share something with you here that is going to be pretty damned pathetic. It’s pretty sad actually. I sat down to pound out this post because I wanted to tell you all that Susan and I have our two year anniversary this Sunday. For weeks now she and I have been planning what we would do, where we would eat, what kind of freaky sex we would have, all because our anniversary is on July 17th. I wanted to relate a story for you here about how quickly the wedding was planned, (she called me on the Monday before the Saturday we married and suggested we do it), and that was when it hit me. I pulled out my 2003 day planner so I could get the exact date of the Monday in question and as I looked at the dates of that particular week I learned that the Saturday in July that we got married was not the seventeenth, but the nineteenth! We were married on Saturday, July freaking NINETEENTH, and all along we have BOTH been thinking it was on the seventeenth. How screwed up is that?

I’ve been on the phone with a good friend today telling her about our anniversary plans, and then (just fifteen minutes ago) Susan called and we talked even more about what we were going to do this Sunday….and all along we have had the date wrong. My God, it’s only been two years. You’d think you could remember the date in that short of time. Does this mean something sinister? Does this not bode well for the future of our marriage? Actually FA and my anniversary was on August 17th, maybe that is why I got it screwed up…but that still doesn’t explain why Susan would get it wrong. Geeze, how stupid can we be?

My buddy ESSF again showed me how to post pictures directly on my blog. I used to have no trouble with this back when I was using Blogger. Unfortunately Hello doesn’t work with Wordpress, so my picture posting has been reserved to my photo galleries exclusively. Not anymore! Now I have to figure out what it is I want to post a pic of….It’s not Thursday anymore so I can’t participate in “Half-Nekkid Thursday” so what else could I do? I know, it’s been a while since I have posted any of Trooper. He has grown and gotten a lot hairier since I originally posted any in the Trooper Album. So, here you go….a few of Trooper. Enjoy…

Okay, so I guess my anniversary isn’t this weekend. You reckon I can still get the hot sex? Lord I hope so. Have a great weekend!!