There were things I have wanted to share this week, and so little time! It’s been a week since I’ve updated about us, and I so wanted to write here, to read your blogs. But work was CRAZY this week…too crazy. And then there’s been husband time, and kid time. All important! I guess three weeks of vacation takes its toll. Consequences exist in this world. Why is it so hard to remember that? ;)
Thus, yesterday when it snowed and we got 6 inches I was delighted! I made it a self-declared “snow day”!
In fact, now it is Sunday and I am still in my velvet “lounge attire”. You see Grant
directed asked me to “Get rid of those awful sweatsuits!” very early on in our DD life. All ragged flannel nightwear, anything stretched out, baggy, or with holes, went too. Some of my most comfortable stuff thrown out! :( I have to dress up for work all week and sometimes, on a weekend, or after work, a girl just wants to relax, ya know? But then once he asked me, “Why do you feel it’s important that you dress to look good for everyone else but me?” Sigh… He figured I can relax and look good too….for him. And I did it for him. And yes, he does deserve that. I have tried, and found alternate very comfortable things to wear that do not make me look like a rag picker!
Anyway, my “snow day” has spanned the weekend and I am still not dressed to leave the house and loving it! Never mind that the driveway was already plowed and the walk shovelled by the time I woke up yesterday…I made it my decree: housebound! Grant has been away since Thursday and won’t return until tonight. Only my son is home with me. I got to sleep in, relax, spent much of the two days catching up on blogs and blogging. My daughter stopped by for a visit. We built a fire.
Then I had lunch with the two kids, watched a movie with my son last evening. Heaven!!!!
Our version of DD is moving along at its own pace. I, and my bottom are sadly out of practice, so we’re doing reconnect or maintenance spankings but he’s taking it pretty easy on me. I can feel him feeling his way, taking care, and that is very reassuring.
I’m such a good girl there’s not much to take issue with!
I mean seriously…
EXCEPT before coffee. Who talks to someone before coffee anyway? Who asks questions and expects reasonable answers before coffee?
A few days ago he came to me very early, right after my alarm went off, to ask if the winter gloves he held were his or our son’s. “I don’t know.”, I said. I tried to look at him and the gloves. They were…black. They both received black leather gloves for Christmas. I asked “Do they LOOK like yours?” He said, “Well they fit my hands.” Seriousy…’They fit your hands?’ I thought to myself. So…I said. “Well, look at the tag. If there is an ‘L’ on it they are yours. If there is an ‘XL’ on it they are his.” I went face down again in the pillow. He stood there for a moment and then walked out of the bedroom.
I got up and quickly made that ‘must have the second I wake’ up cup of strong coffee, and then said good morning and asked nicely if he figured out whose gloves he had. Too late for nice, apparently. He hugged me and then informed me they were not his, but he had found his own, and then that next time I talk to him like that, “I am going to just pull your pants down and whack your butt right then and there! No more hesitation!”
Huh? “For WHAT?” I asked. “Your tone. It says it all. You talked to me like I was an idiot! I won’t allow it again!”
“I didn’t even KNOW I had a tone!”
“That’s the problem.”
“Then how do I know what you’re talking about?”
“You think about it, and if you still can’t figure it out, I guess you’ll know when you use it again!”
Hmmm, did he mean that tone? I don’t remember sounding sarcastic, or really having a coherent thought…except I do remember thinking…how would I know whose gloves they were, and is it my fault some men need direction on how to read a tag?
I politely explained:
“Honey, I am sorry, but there is a rule.”
“A rule?” (of course the one eyebrow arches)
“Yes. It is written. No spanking before coffee!”
“Yeah, well there’s a no attitude before coffee rule too!”