Monday, November 29, 2010

Thanksgiving Weekend Laziness

I just had a most spectacular weekend.

For the entire month of November, I have been a busy girl. Or I have been sick. There was little to no time that I spent doing nothing, just relaxing and enjoying time doing whatever the hell I felt like doing. I was in Austin for a quick weekend, which was a ton of fun, but also a pain in the ass as I got sick right after we arrived.

I was sick for a week after we got home. Though all I did when I was sick was sleep all day and night, I don’t really count it as not doing anything. And when I wasn’t sick, I was busy taking care of Leland, who was sick for three weeks this month. Yuck.

I was trying to do NaNoWriMo. I gave it a go, but ultimately failed. I tried pushing myself in the end, but I eventually realized that I just didn’t care if I finished or not. So I decided to stop worrying about making my word count and just wrote as much as I could. I was having a hard time feeling the material, but in the end it made me want to work on the book I wrote for last years NaNoWriMo. It’s a good exercise, but I just didn’t feel like pushing myself to finish this year.

But this past weekend everything came together and Leland and I were both healthy and had nothing planned. We slept in, shagged a lot, went out to dinner once, saw Love and Other Drugs (which is a great movie by the way), hung out with my family for Thanksgiving, drank 12 bottles of champagne, picked out a Christmas tree, decorated the tree and the house, moved the Harley into the dining room, and ate a lot.

Thanksgiving weekend is always my favorite weekend of the year because I purposely make sure to have no other plans except to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family. And for the other three days of the weekend I get to relax and enjoy the time with my husband. When I first started blogging I posted a top ten list of reasons Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. But at that point I didn’t have any readers, so here it is again.

Top Ten Reasons Thanksgiving is my Favorite Holiday

10. The four day weekend.
9. Mashed potatoes. They are my favorite kind of potatoes and I love to drown them in gravy.
8. It is the one weekend a year I let myself eat without feeling extremely guilty. I save the guilt for the Monday after.
7. Mimosas. I drink them all day long.
6. Green bean casserole. I just recently discovered that I like it and I can't wait to give myself a big helping.
5. Being lazy in the morning then going over to someone else's house and being lazy there.
4. Watching Leland bond with my dad and brother-in-law.
3. Mom's stuffing. She really should make it more often than once a year.
2. I love watching Santa Claus enter Harold Square in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. Even at 29, this still makes me giddy with delight. I also love watching the Radio City Rockettes.
1. Having everyone I care about crammed into a small house, fighting for places to sit or stand, talking loudly because none of us wait for people to stop talking--we just get louder and louder-- drinking and eating and laughing. And then sleeping in the next day.

I hope everyone had a great weekend as well!

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

My Blue Spinel

This past weekend I went to the jewelry store where Leland got my engagement and wedding rings. A very good friend of mine has been bugging me for a long time to get my ring insured, and I figured three years was long enough to wait.

When I stopped in I told them I wanted my ring cleaned and also needed a written appraisal.

"Oh, by the way," I said, "my center stone feels a little loose. Can you check the prongs to make sure it is ok?"

The woman then took out the little eye magnifying thing and started looking at it.

"The prongs are fine but the reason your stone is loose is because it's broken," she said.

I immediately started feeling sick to my stomach. The stone on my wedding ring was broken, and like I just told you, I don't have it insured. The woman could tell I was freaking out so she went and got Tom, the store owner, to talk to me.

When Leland got my engagement ring, Tom broke the first stone when he was sizing the ring. So then he got a new stone super fast. Because of all of the drama surrounding my stone, my ring has become a sort of celebrity in the jewelry store. Everyone knows the story of my blue spinel stone. The spinel I broke was hand picked by Tom in Sri Lanka. I love my stone. I love having an obscure stone that very few people know about. I love how different the spinel looks in different lighting. I love everything about my ring.

I was having a mild panic attack when Tom was talking to me, telling me that the break is so bad that it won't fit correctly in my setting if he cuts it. He said the only thing I can do is get a new stone.

With my head in my hands and tears running down my face I said with a deep breath, "Ok, can you give me a rough estimate on a new stone?"

"Oh, I'll give you a new stone. I stand behind my stones so I'll replace it for you," Tom said.

That's right folks! My jeweler is so wonderful that he is getting a new spinel for my wedding ring for me FOR FREE.

I almost peed my pants when I heard those words come out of his mouth. Then he said he would give me my old stone back and even cut it to fit a different setting for me. Though I am still upset that my original stone is broken, it is so much easier to deal with knowing that I won't have to wait til I save enough money to buy a new one. And I get to keep the old one.

Poetry Slam with the Scholastic Scribe

Melissa at The Scholastic Scribe is hosting a poetry slam over at her place. I'm not really a poet (you'll see what I mean below) but I though I would join in the for day.

Here is my silly little sonnet* that I just wrote. Really, I wrote it in ten minutes, which is very evident by my silly little rhymes.

If I am remembering my Shakespeare correctly, he didn't name his sonnets, they were titled for the first line of the sonnet. So I guess that would mean the name of my sonnet is A snoring mister kept me up all night.

A snoring mister kept me up all night
Tossing and turning and snoring in bed
The lack of sleep as robbed me of my sprite
My eyes are heavy and itchy and red
though I’m complaining I’m actually fine
I’m worried for Leland who has a bad cold
vacations with a cold sound like a crime
he needs to kick this cellular slime mold
He has taken lots of vitamin C
to prepare for the long flight down south
and enjoy the fun weekend potpourri
hopefully he’ll stop breathing through his mouth
Leland is sick and I am tired
Being healthy is simply required

*This is what happens when I get 1.5 hours of sleep. Please forgive me for making you read this!

Monday, November 8, 2010

Monday Minute...It's All I Can do to Keep Up!

After a fabulous weekend with Leland, I am sitting at work and trying like hell to be productive but it just isn’t working. All I want to do it go home and continue having fun with my husband. But since I am stuck at work, here’s the Monday Minute from Christy.

1. What’s for dinner tonight?
I have no idea. I will most likely get home from the gym and then whip something up. It will probably include shrimp because that is the only meat I am really enjoying these days (other than my obsession with ribs, but they take too long to make for a weeknight) and maybe some peppers and pasta noodles. Or maybe I’ll make soup and grilled cheese sandwiches.

2. Have you even been stung by a bee or wasp?
I am sure I have, I just don’t really remember.

3. What time do you go to sleep every evening?
During the week I try to be in bed by 10 and sleeping by 11. I do not function well on less than 6 hours of sleep and I always aim to get at least 7. I am a way more pleasant person when I get at least 7 hours of sleep. On the weekends, I go to sleep anywhere between midnight and 2am. I prefer going to sleep as close to midnight as possible.

4. What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
Mint Chocolate Chip. The green kind. I love the artificial coloring!

5. If you could have one power, what would it be?
To slow down time. Everything goes by so quickly.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

It's Hump Day Home Peeps!

If you want to know what this is about click here.

So, this has been a year of having sex.


You already knew that.

Want to learn something that you didn’t know and probably don’t want to know?

We are trying anal.

Yes, I said it. But it was in small, small letters so that means it was a whisper. I am not ready to shout it from the rooftops yet. And I am sure my neighbors are thankful for this. I mean, we have some small people living in our neighborhood and they are too young to know anything about butt sex.

If you want to know how this is going, keep reading. If not, then have a great day and I will see you soon!

After talking about it for a long time, I have decided to give butt stuff a try. I weighed the pros and the cons.

The Pros:
I am in a monogamous relationship
My husband loves me
I trust my husband to be gentle
Leland really wants to give it a go, and since I don’t have hard feelings either way, I thought it would be fair.
It’s a natural laxative and I have been fairly constipated lately.

The Cons:
It will probably be very uncomfortable at first.

Since the pros clearly outweighed the cons, I bent over and stuck my ass in the air.

I have a few girlfriends who sometimes enjoy butt sex so I talked to them first. One friend made sure to point out that you can never have too much lube. Another said to stimulate myself while Leland is working my ass. She said that with extra stimulation I may not notice what is going on in my butt.

We have tried lube, some AnalEase I bought at a sex store and massage oils and I still can’t find a lube that works wonders. The massage oil was definitely the best though. But it still hurt. Leland only had a finger in my ass before I told him to stop.

I’m not giving up though. Next time I will try stimulating myself, or have Leland do extra stuff as well. It didn’t hurt too much that I would never try again, it was just really uncomfortable. The weird thing is that it didn’t hurt when Leland put his finger inside, it hurt the most when he pulled it out. Which is weird, because that is the direction my butthole is used to having stuff travel.

We will be trying again tonight.

And yes, I am still constipated.