Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2006-01-30 00:30:12 (UTC)

I'm A TROPHY WIFE!

I can't believe it's already 4pm on Sunday afternoon. I
feel like I just got home Friday night and the weekend is
already 3/4 over. The reason for that is because Helena
came all the way from Michigan to visit for a day and a
half. Can you believe that? A day and a half, and now that
she's gone, I'm really just now starting my weekend. Which
technically is almost over. Damn. Next week is going to be
long. My extern is from 8am-1pm Monday-Friday, so I'll be
a working woman for the next 6 weeks. I'm starting to
think sitting around the house wasn't such a bad thing,
after all :(

Snookie didn't get the car he wanted from his parents.
Apparently the Yukon Denali he was hoping they'd pass down
to him became their condo/vacation vehicle. They keep it
up at their vacation house on Lake Huron, so when Dan goes
fishing/hunting, whatever, they both can have a car. He
bought a new car for everyday use. So they have 4 vehicles
under 5 years old between the two of them. The GMC SUV, a
Chevy pickup truck, a Toyota Camry and a BMW convertible.
Why do two people need that many cars? Just because they
have a four car garage doesn't mean they need to have four
cars. But, who am I to judge. If we could afford it, I'd
probably have more than four cars.

I would have written last night, but something was wrong
with our broadband connection. So, I gave up trying. So
what if I miss a day or two here and there. Nothing much
to say about yesterday. Snookie took Helena to visit the
Stennis and she thought it was the most amazing thing. Why
is it we don't feel that way about it? I guess you have to
be one step removed from it to see it's impressiveness.
Then, she went to the Navy Exchange and cleaned out the
Stennis merchandise section to take home to Dan (who loves
all things Navy). We went to Olive Garden for dinner, and
that's about it.

This morning, we went to the Pancake House for brunch.
Helena is trying to lose weight, too, but isn't doing so
well at it. She use to be smaller than me, by about 15
pounds, now I'm 30 pounds lighter than her and she's
trying to get tips from me on weight loss, but how do I
give people good advice when my best weight loss strategy
is avoidance of food at all costs? Or at least, that's the
urge I'm trying to fight. I've been eating under 1000
calories most days of the week for the past 3 weeks. I
know I shouldn't, but it's hard to stop. Anyway, after
brunch Helena offered to watch the girls while Snookums
and I had some time alone. We went to the mall and Toys R
Us. Snookie took me to Forever 21 and picked out some cute
tops and a silk skirt (of his own choosing. I even had to
model them for him). At Toys R Us, he got me a big teddy
bear to sleep with when he's gone. I put a pair of his
boxer briefs on the bear, just to personalize it :)

My husband is my own personal peeping Tom! While I was
trying on the clothes at Forever 21, I could see Snookums
kind of watching me throught the corner of the curtain and
it was kind of sexy, almost a turn-on, knowing he was
watching me undress and enjoying it. Last night he had me
put on some little boy shorts and a tank top and he
proceeded to run his hands up and down my body and comment
on how he loved my curves and how he can see all the hard
work I've been putting in. Then we had sex in the kitchen,
because for some reason, he loves cumming in the sink.
Why, I don't know. My husband is seriously attracted to me
now, which is better than I'd ever have expected. He gets
hard just looking at me, watching me undress or even just
bending over to pick something up. I LOVE IT! I know he's
always loved me and thought I was pretty, but now he's
proud of the attention I get from other men. Even the
other sailors in his division. I'm a TROPHY WIFE!

The girls are doing better, I guess. Kiki's fever is gone.
She's a little cranky, but other than that she's fine.
Annie is in her room screaming and crying about what, I
don't know, but that's normal behavior for her lately.
I'll look into the counseling tomorrow. Even though I
don't want to. I know in order for them to better
understand what she's dealing with, they'll want to know
what's going on with me and I most definitely DON'T want
to talk about it. I'm in control and I don't want to
relinquish that control.

I'm going to take a hot bath, with my book and a tall
glass of ice cold tea and pretend it's only Saturday
afternoon, instead of Sunday afternoon. I love Helena, but
a weekend is hardly enough time to cram in a cross-country
visit. That woman is 58 going on 18, the amount of energy
she has. Oh, and she thinks I'm too thin! Can you believe
that? 160 is hardly thin. Ciao for now.




Ad: