Strobing His Stuff

Like a kid in a candy store, my husband pranced...dare I say *pranced* across our kitchen floor when he arrived home from work just the other day bearing a small box. The box appeared to house some kind of electronic/man tool/boring thing.

I heeded no concern.

However, hubbie continued to look extraordinarily excited. I wonder at this point - should I be worried?

When he finally set the mysterious box on the counter, I picked it up to get a better look, and to see what all of his excitement was about.

Do you know what it was?


A strobe light.

My husband made a special trip to the hardware store, to buy a strobe light.

What are we hosting a kiddy dance for all the 2, 3, and 4 year-olds in the neighborhood that I don't know about (I don't recall being informed about this monumental event.)


Then, I realize - ahhh, it's almost Halloween!! That's why he got the light. That makes sense, he wants to set the Halloween mood for when the 1...maybe 2 trick-or-treaters come. Oh wait, we won't be home!

What is this silly forsaken thing for anyway, I wonder?

So I ask. Trying not to sound annoyed that he spent money on something frivolous, or concerned about his mental state.

Me: "Dear, why did you buy a strobe light?"

Hubbie: "Just cause."

Me: "Cause....why?" I say, smiling.

Hubbie: "It's Halloween, don't you know."

Me: "Oh I know, well that's great! So why did you buy it?"

Hubbie: "Okay, well when I was younger these babies cost like 100 bucks, and it was on sale, and I always wanted one."

Me: Trying not to laugh my buns off at how geekishly corny, cute he is.

I shake my head, and continue about my business.

Well, I tell you there was so recapitulating of the good Ol' days because of that strobe light, no Sir. No heart felt fond memories of the yesteryear's.

He did not buy it because he always wanted one. As I saw later from my view laying in bed, with my naked hovering husband jiggling, and wiggling his buns in the blinking light - he bought it because he always wanted to dance in the light of a strobe light naked, in front of a woman.

I feel so lucky - Hehum to be that woman. Now turn off the light so you don't fall down, and break something, and so I don't feel like the world is spinning.

This is the good stuff that memories together are made of. This is right up there with the liquorice butt.


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Mile High Club Here We Come, Or Not

Okay, so my husband and I are headed off for our very first trip since we started having kids almost 5 years ago.

I've only ever been on an airplane a handful of times, and only once with my husband, but back then he and I were just dating.

I KNOW that my husband wants to become a part of the Mile High Club, it's only one of his most favorite fantasies.

But, I have to say, how could it even be possible!?

The last time that I was on an airplane was with my husband back when we were dating, and I won't lie, the thought crossed my mind - and his.

I can remember, as we sat there on the plane, looking up and down the rows of seats, and eyeing the only two accessible washrooms. Neither of us could figure out how becoming a part of the Club would ever be possible without standing up infront of the other passengers to make an announcement:

"Excuse me, Ladies and Gentlemen. While the Captain continues to fly us on his mary way, my lover here and I are going to occupy bathroom A for a quick romp. Please stay seated, and calm, and we'll see you back here in about, 2 minutes."

The stuardists kept walking back, and forth, not to mention the bathroom was almost always occupied, with someone standing outside the door, waiting for their turn to relieve themselves.

I'm not too crazy about the idea of having sex where other people take a dump, and are air sick anyway, but I do know that such a risky venture would sure to be imprinted in my husbands mind for as long as we live, and would forever bring a smile to his smutten face.

So what's a girl to do? I guess we'll just have to wait to find out.

I'm on vacation until Wednesday, August 27th - and I will try my best to continue posting as long as the internet connection is aggreeable, oh and my dear husband, lol.


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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