Ah, the company of partnership...
Adam came home tonight from his long job at the Gaylord Opryland Hotel in Nashville, a hotel the size of a city. He had clocked in at something like one hundred fifty hours in two weeks. He had better get some time off.
A few friends have often asked me what the Welcome Home Sex is like. To quote myself from earlier tonight: "Oh, Mighty Aphrodite, I think we smashed through the G spot and the A spot and rammed the Q spot at light speed. I need a few minutes before I can move. I need to put my brain back together. My Higher Brain exploded a little."
Dinner was baked salmon and purple rice, dessert was a Krispy Kreme doughnut or two, and after that I showed Adam the most recent Futurama episode, "Near Death Wish" - which was heartwarming, heartwrenching, beautifully sweet, and deserving of an Emmy nomination.
Tomorrow will involve running errands together. Yay!
A few friends have often asked me what the Welcome Home Sex is like. To quote myself from earlier tonight: "Oh, Mighty Aphrodite, I think we smashed through the G spot and the A spot and rammed the Q spot at light speed. I need a few minutes before I can move. I need to put my brain back together. My Higher Brain exploded a little."
Dinner was baked salmon and purple rice, dessert was a Krispy Kreme doughnut or two, and after that I showed Adam the most recent Futurama episode, "Near Death Wish" - which was heartwarming, heartwrenching, beautifully sweet, and deserving of an Emmy nomination.
Tomorrow will involve running errands together. Yay!