Looks Like Somebody’s Happy to see Me
Hope you had a great weekend. I sure did! I always accomplish a lot when my husband is away on one of his golfing trips because I can work all night if I need to. This time was no exception. Let’s see. I finished cleaning my house, which was a wreck after putting everything aside two weeks ago to finish the final edits on Bewitched at the Beach. And I made so much progress on the first draft of the next novella in that series, The Harvest Moon, that I only have the last chapter to write now, and then it will be ready to edit.
I also weeded my neglected gardens and pruned the roses. You may not know this about me, but I am an avid gardener and have several gardens in my yard. Plus, an indoor container garden that provides fresh spinach every week for my fav dinner on Friday nights…vegetarian pizza. I grow several varieties of roses in my outdoor gardens. One is a wild rose (the bloom looks like a pink dogwood blossom). If you’ve never seen a wild rose, let me tell you they are frightening. The stems are covered with as many thorns as a cactus and so are the leaves. Beautiful, but lethal. Anyway, one of my wild roses had grown halfway across the walkway leading to the front door. My Uber-Alpha husband would growl every day as he ran into it on his way to work and the thorns grabbed at his dress slacks. Yup, I pruned that baby waaaaay back this weekend. Snarly Ubers are not a good thing.
Speaking of my Uber-Alpha, his birthday was on Friday. He is now 56 years young. As you know he was out of town with his buddies on a golfing trip to Edisto Island during his birthday. He came home Saturday afternoon. But he was so exhausted from staying out late with the guys, drinking too much, and eating nasty food (you know, all the unhealthy things men do when they get together) that I had mercy on him and promised I wouldn’t jump his bones until Sunday. See? I can show restraint (well, I didn’t say it was easy, just that I could do it once or twice a year). You should have seen the gratitude on his face when I told him that. LOL
Later we went out to dinner at Copper River to celebrate his birthday. On the way home he played the Steve Perry CD. Uh-oh. So I started groping him. Hey, it’s not my fault. Everyone knows what Steve Perry does to my libido, right? Halfway to our house I notice his dangly part was coming to life. And fast. I said, “Looks like somebody’s happy to see me.” My husband replied, “Hmm. Maybe I’ll jump in the shower, and we could have some fun in the bathroom after all.” Whoa, you don’t have to ask me twice!
Yeah, it was a great weekend. *naughty grin*
xoxo
Laura Stamps
Author of Paranormal Romance and Erotica Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
Laura Stamps
Author of Paranormal Romance and Erotica Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
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August 18th, 2008 at 1:19 pm
Oh that sounds like such fun! I had a good time with my boy toy this weekend too.
And Copper River is a GREAT restaurant. I really enjoyed it the one time I went.
August 18th, 2008 at 4:59 pm
My husband talked me into going to Copper River a few months ago, and now we eat there every week. For dinner we get one of their pizzas and make half vegetarian for me (black olives and mushrooms) and half meat for him (ham and black olives). Then I get the steamed veggies on the side, chop them up, and spread them over my half of the pizza. That way he can eat meat, and I can eat vegetarian. Very tasty!
xoxo
Laura Stamps
Author of Paranormal Romance and Erotica Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)