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 My back hurts this morning.

Monday loves me.

Weekend? What weekend?! Blaaaaah.

I guess I got some naps and didn’t do TOO much strenuous activity.

Having people come visit makes me clean. I got sorta grouchy about that

but I did some of this and that. Baboo helped.

Friday night did not turn out as planned.

Baboo did not go to his friends, but he prompted me to play games.

I tried to play Eternal Sonata and I kept dying.

It sucked.

I tried to play Dragon Age and IMMEDIATELY died.

it made me cry.

I pouted to the shower and went to bed.
I didn’t even get any nooky.

I did get some on Saturday FINALLY.

God.

It was delicious, as always.

I wish I had gotten some last night.

He did this thing where he traced his finger along the inner thigh line of my panties and I almost died right there.

It didn’t go any further.

ARGH!

At one point in the weekend, My head was on his chest and his was playing with my hair, running his fingers through it. It felt so amazing. I love that. He doesn’t do it often. That’s probably like the 3rd time since we’ve been together that he’s done it. My hair isn’t always conducive to it because it’s stupid and I hate it. It’s either too tangly and crazy or too oily or whatever. My hair hates me.

but it wasn’t so bad this weekend. I liked it.

but whatever. I don’t know how to tell him to do it more.

Hey baby, play with my hair.

whatever.

His friend came over yesterday to watch the football games. I’m really mad at Green Bay… Honestly.

UGH.

Whatever.

I’ll root for the Chargers. I have no idea what’s going on with dumb football right now. lol.

We wanted to host a super bowl party, but our house isn’t really set up for it. Oh well. Maybe next year.

Baboo mentioned moving last night.

It would be nice to move into a bigger place.

I’d like to have 4 bedrooms.

I know, out of my league. But it would be nice to have a house with a living room and a family room so I could have a nice room to ban my kids from and room that they can bounce off the walls and destroy.

Plus a room that baboo can entertain his friends in and sorta "man cave" himself with would be nice.

I dunno.

We have big dreams.

I think when we get married and get our finances under control and integrated more it’ll be even easier to think of moving someplace bigger.

Plus if we plan on having kids, we’ll need an extra room… especially if it’s a girl.

I keep telling baboo he’s gonna want another baby when he has his first. I know him. If he’s THAT smooshy over KITTENS, he’ll be even worse over a baby.

But I’ll settle for one more. Even if it’s a boy. I want a girl SO BAD, but it might not be in my cards.

We’ll see.

I got a fortune cookie that said I will reach the peak of happiness by the end of summer.

OH PLEASE LET IT BE SO!

I wish it were true. It could mean my divorce will be finalized or it’ll be finalized and I’ll be married.

That would rock most awesomely.

Anyway I ramble on about nothing at this point.

I need to make myself some tea, take some dayquil (I think I have a head cold, my throats been sore all weekend, and I’m sneezy with a headache) and get to work.

Wheeeee *glare*