It’s so good to be back home. Four days on the road, away from the loving bosom of your family, is too much. I’m home again, but only for a few days. Next week we’re heading home to Knoxville, Tennessee for a Fourth of July vacay at my parent’s house. I’m looking forward to spending a nice relaxing time eating good food, floating my ass in the pool and stocking up on some 2007 University of Tennessee football apparel. After all there is only like 64 more days till kick off!

Over the past couple days, while out of town, I took a bunch more pictures with my phone. My intent was to have another pic filled post like last time. Unfortunately most of them didn’t turn out. Seriously, my camera phone isn’t too good and my photography skills ain’t great to start with. BUT, I’m posting them anyway and I intend to post more and more pictures in the future. I kind of like giving a little pictorial story board of what all I’ve been doing. I only wish I could do it as good as others do.

I love Hooters. Not just the boob kind of hooters but the restaurant as well. There is just something about their wings. I like ‘em naked and hot. I hadn’t been to one of their locations in a while so when I saw this one I just had to stop in for a low carb lunch.

I wanted so bad to snap a picture of some of the Hooter’s hotties but I didn’t want to be known as “that perv who was waving his camera phone around the place.” I figured that would be an easy way to get my wings spit on before they arrived at my table. That or I’d be kicked out. But I did make an attempt….As I was sitting there waiting for my food I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that the table to my left was being served. I also noticed the waitress has a very nice and plump ass. I nonchalantly picked up my phone and, without really aiming, took a quick snap over my left arm. I wasn’t sure how it would turn out, but here you go. It’s very blurry and it appears she wasn’t as nice looking as she was in real life. Trust me, she was a total 6.8.

So….as I waited for my food I realized I had to be at a meeting at 1:30. The meeting location was thirty minutes away and as I glanced at my watch I found that it was 12:30. My wings had better hurry up cause, at best, I only had half an hour to scarf them down.

Fortunately I didn’t have long to wait. Within another few seconds my wings arrived. Steaming hot and oh so tasty! Unfortunately I got a drop of wing sauce on my shirt cuff. The exact same cuff in the picture above. Thank God for those bleach pens. I spread that bleach shit on it and washed it at the hotel that night. Didn’t want to give it more than a few hours to set in.

Don’t these drumstick/wings look delish?

Alrighty folks, that’s it for today. I’m home and I’m ready to get this day over so I can enjoy my weekend! I sure hope you all have a good one!

Before I begin, how ’bout it’s almost July! Where have the months gone? Seems like only yesterday we were working our way through March.

So, how’s everyone been? I’m feeling much better now. Just regular old cold symptoms….hacking and snotting. Sucks actually. I’m spending most of this week on the road. I’m in Enterprise, Alabama for a couple nights then I head to the top of the state for a few meetings in Huntsville. I’m keeping the roads hot. Y’all may remember Enterprise from back on March first when the town was hit hard by a killer tornado. I drove around a little yesterday evening but didn’t see any damage. I believe it’s all in a different part of the town.

I thought I’d do things a little different today and give you a small pornographic photographic tour of what my evening was like last night. It’ll actually be pretty much the same tonight. First let me apologize for my crappy cell phone pictures. My Razor doesn’t take the best pics.

So, here’s the hotel old Chucky was staying in. It’s actually only been open for like three weeks. I’ve checked and there is nary a stain on the comforter or sheets. If you look closely you can actually see the top of my company Taurus. Wow, did you have any idea how exciting my blog would be today? I bet you’re surprised!

So, moving along….Here we see a picture showing just where all the magic happened! Oh yeah ladies…just imagine you’re snuggled up with your’s truly under that fluffy white comforter, legs intertwined, lips pressed together, tongues exploring….okay, sorry….bad image. You may go vomit now.

And here we see my suitcase which also contains my portable beverage center. If you look closely you just might notice a large bottle of liquid refreshment nestled there among the shoes, boxers and t-shirts. There is also one of my new ties, purchased when I got the two suits a few weeks ago. I know what you’re wondering, and yes it’s true…I look damn hot in my suit with that tie on.

If the bed is where the magic happens, then the hotel room desk is where the wonders that are my job are made. Yep, right there on that laptop I work hard like the dedicated company man I am. Too bad I couldn’t get the screen to focus because I was trying to show the latest nude picture I’d taken of myself. Unfortunately it was deleted soon after this shot was taken.

So, what all can you see there on the desk? Well, let me help you out. There are two cups; one for a-drinkin’ and one for a-spittin’. Over on the left you may be able to see two cans of good old Copenhagen Snuff. Mmmm, it satisfies. There is a white bag containing more cans of Copenhagen. I spy some tic-tacs, my wallet, watch and wedding band. My keys and my bluetooth.

Now I’ll agree that this picture, my dinner, doesn’t look all that appetizing but trust me it sho nuff was. It’s a Prime cut of beef, a double order of broccoli (looks like someone is low carbing it!) and a glass of un-sweet iced tea. And no, I didn’t eat the piece of bread. All purchased at Ruby Tuesday for $26.00, including tip. It kept me full and happy till I hit the breakfast bar later this morning in the lobby. First I have to spend a little time in the gym, don’t you know.

Well folks, I certainly hope you’ve enjoyed this small glimpse into the life of The Traveling Chuck.  The next time you read here on my blog that I’m going out of town for work, you’ll be able to have a fairly decent idea of all that will entail, and it’ll be just like you’re there with me.  Now don’t that just sound wonderful?!

Talk to y’all later.

Well folks, the seven day sex challenge was a bust.  It went along just fine till yesterday.  Thursday I woke up feeling like a big steaming pile of dog crap.  My chest is tight, my throat is killing me, I’m aching all over and I’m sure I’ve been running a fever off and on since noon yesterday.  I think Susan was ready for a break though.  She appeared to be walking a little bow legged Thursday morning when she left for work.  I called her around lunch time and told her how crappy I felt and all she could say was, “Good…my cooter needs a break.”  Yeah, I’m so loved…When last night rolled around I just didn’t feel like putting out.  Maybe it was the four shots of Nyquil.
So anyway, our grand experiment was a failure.  All because my body had to choose this week to get sick.  Damn body…

If you’ve taken on the challenge, whether with a partner or with yourself, I hope it’s going well.  Be sure to send me some pictures to cheer me up!

Y’all have a great weekend!

It was almost two weeks ago: Susan and I were watching an episode of Oprah that we’d TiVo’d. It was partially about a married couple whose sex life had suffered so that they were considering divorce. The wife decided to commit to having sex with her husband every night for an entire week. Seven days of sex. Not just any sex, but she got things going a little on the freaky side. Like doing things in front of the fireplace and in the dinning room. It wasn’t all just about the master bedroom, if you know what I mean. She was determined to save her marriage through the ancient art of “knocking boots”. Guess what? It seemed to work. It had been a year later and they were still doing the marital mambo every night, unless he was out of town on a business trip, and they couldn’t have seemed any happier. The challenge had certainly seemed to enrich their marriage.

At the end of the segment Susan and I looked at each other. I raised an eyebrow in a suggestive way (and probably grabbed my crotch, although looking back I’m not quite sure) she rolled her eyes and laughed, and we put it behind us.

This past Sunday, in a miraculous turn of events, she suggested that we might take the “seven day sex challenge”. To say I was flabbergasted is an understatement. Y’all know, if you’ve read my blog, that I do have a somewhat decent sex life. Yeah, there are those times where I might go a week or two without, but it ain’t like a deal breaker or anything. I mean, I still got a right hand and plenty of Dove lotion. Also, we’re not in divorce territory at all. Her suggestion was a pleasant surprise.

Today is Wednesday and we’re in the fourth day. For the past three nights there has been a whole lotta love to be made. And let me just tell you (cue the cheesy porn music) it’s been pretty dang hot! If it happens again tonight we’ll be well over half way there. We’re both a little chaffed, especially after last nights marathon session, but I’m hoping we stretch it out to the finish line. I’ll be sure to let y’all know.

Today I have to head out of town for work. Fortunately she’s going with me. She gets to train in the same area of the state I’m going to be working in. We’ll be together, and alone, in a hotel room in Southeast Alabama. Maybe I’ll take the camera!

Who wants to join in on the challenge?

Been a while, so I thought I’d update on here for a change. Things have been hectically crazy! I’ve been working and traveling and doing the family thing when I can, which is usually on the weekends. I just wanted to stop in and say hey to you all and wish my male readers a happy Daddy Day! I hope all you Dads had a wonderful Father’s Day weekend! I sho nuf did!

My family and I went to church, then out to eat and back home for some relaxation. I actually got to take an hour nap, then chilled with my kids watching some television, including two episodes of the original Battlestar Galactica series from 1979. Yeah, that sure did take me back…and made me feel OLD! My son made me a wonderful FD card in Sunday School this morning. On the cover it said “Fishing you a Happy Father’s Day” and on the inside he pasted cut outs of fish with lines of yarn connecting to their mouths. It was great! Reckon I should take him fishing sometime. I also saw two of my old fraternity brothers at church this morning. Weird seeing those guys with wives and kids. Guess we all tend to change after fifteen years. My daughter gave me a card that had something to do with a “dad who farts too much“. Not sure what message she was trying to get across with that one. As for a present….I spent $700 on two new suits a couple weeks ago. I reckon that was a good enough Father’s Day gift for me. Just spending time with them both was enough of a gift!

Hope you other Dads had a wonderful day too! I’ll be back with more soon…