An Early End to a much needed fast
I'm back to 110 (my "normal" weight). ....don't know how much more I can lose because: Dudu came home last night 10:30pm. I knew that his return would break my fast. This morning I feel very bad about that. I mean I was really enjoying it---and I didn't even feel hungry--although it was only two days long... and my mood was very good.
Anyway, he called me from his layover in Canada...said, "Wow, I'm so horny. Please wear something nice when you come to the airport--something tight."
From about 6:00-9:00 I was cooking. I cooked tomato and eggplant soup, black bean pattie-thingees (in the oven), and he likes rice so I fixed some curry/lime/cashew/mint rice...oh, and basil/cucumber and tomato salad. Dudu loves good food and I knew that if I wanted to do something nice---that would be the first and most appreciated thing I could do (not to mention expected).
Well, he loved all the food---said the soup was, "the best soup he's ever tasted." ----that's a first...Me, fixing ANYTHING relating to food the best...???!!!!! (you see, I am NOT a cook by nature--although I can always follow the directions of a recipe book to the T. ----which is exactly what I did last night).
...He liked the way I looked at the airport---went on and on about it---which made me feel good. ...and as soon as we got home he wanted to f***. He threw my pants on the ground--which I then picked up and placed on the bookshelf (they're new-and I don't want wrinkles or lint)---------anyway, one can see by my pant worries that I wasn't entirely into the whole sex bit at that moment. Okay... so we had sex... it was never-ending. I was so uncomfortable. I just couldn't get myself there. He finished about 3xs--and it was so wet that I really didn't like it.
I don't know what that is supposed to signify...but it is really unlike me. I am someone who is usually very easily aroused.
...And this morning, I woke up and said, "do you mind if I go to the gym now?" and although he said, "no, I'll go later," I saw his face and the fact that he said he'll go later----everything pointed to, just wait. So, here I am---drinking my coffee and updating my live journal.
...I wish I could have gone 3 more days fasting. I've been thinking about when I'll have another chance. ....can't think of it---we're 24/7 together. I guess it's back to 1 coffee until the evening and then small dinner.
Anyway, he called me from his layover in Canada...said, "Wow, I'm so horny. Please wear something nice when you come to the airport--something tight."
From about 6:00-9:00 I was cooking. I cooked tomato and eggplant soup, black bean pattie-thingees (in the oven), and he likes rice so I fixed some curry/lime/cashew/mint rice...oh, and basil/cucumber and tomato salad. Dudu loves good food and I knew that if I wanted to do something nice---that would be the first and most appreciated thing I could do (not to mention expected).
Well, he loved all the food---said the soup was, "the best soup he's ever tasted." ----that's a first...Me, fixing ANYTHING relating to food the best...???!!!!! (you see, I am NOT a cook by nature--although I can always follow the directions of a recipe book to the T. ----which is exactly what I did last night).
...He liked the way I looked at the airport---went on and on about it---which made me feel good. ...and as soon as we got home he wanted to f***. He threw my pants on the ground--which I then picked up and placed on the bookshelf (they're new-and I don't want wrinkles or lint)---------anyway, one can see by my pant worries that I wasn't entirely into the whole sex bit at that moment. Okay... so we had sex... it was never-ending. I was so uncomfortable. I just couldn't get myself there. He finished about 3xs--and it was so wet that I really didn't like it.
I don't know what that is supposed to signify...but it is really unlike me. I am someone who is usually very easily aroused.
...And this morning, I woke up and said, "do you mind if I go to the gym now?" and although he said, "no, I'll go later," I saw his face and the fact that he said he'll go later----everything pointed to, just wait. So, here I am---drinking my coffee and updating my live journal.
...I wish I could have gone 3 more days fasting. I've been thinking about when I'll have another chance. ....can't think of it---we're 24/7 together. I guess it's back to 1 coffee until the evening and then small dinner.