cartoonish looking light bulbs

Current Weather Updated: Tuesday, January 27, 2009, 11:00 EST – Hamilton Airport

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Storm Watch Information

A low pressure system from the United States will brush south of the province later tonight, and will drop anywhere between 10 and 15 centimetres of snow from Windsor to Ottawa. Even the city of Toronto is expected to see 10 centimetres out of this system. The snow will begin in south-western Ontario late this afternoon, and will continue to push further east throughout the night. The same system will also push into Quebec and Atlantic Canada Wednesday

Yes, oh, yes…. It’s most definitely Spring.  I know, how could I possibly say that.  Suffice it to say I have inside information is all.

So a little more than six months since I quit smoking and a little more than a month since Extreme committed suicide I’m at the bank with Big Bad signing the mortgage loan offer and all the CMHC paperwork.  Yep.. can you believe it.  After a lengthy mathematical discussion that neither Big BAD nor myself could truly grasp the loan officer starts interjecting jibberish into the conversation.  She asks us if this is a business venture in any way.  Instantly I realize where we’re going with this but Big Bad thinks she’s asking him if we’d ever consider renting it out for income and his drummer mind goes off on a tangent and when he finally arrives back in the office with us he answers “maybe”. 

Loan officer , on a fishing expedition to find out of Big bad and I are in a romantic relationship (ahahahahahaha) then goes to “if one of us dies what would the other do with the property”.  Big Bad wanders into a philosophical discussion regarding his own mortality and when the loan officer realizes she’s lost him again I interject with a “ I’d keep living there after you died….H O N E Y… so that the Loan officer can make her way through this jumbled mess of a bed she’s made. 

A cartoonish looking light bulb goes on just centimeters about her cartoonish looking head.  She tries to back peddle by making a joke about how statistically women outlive men and so he’ll probably die first anyway and Big Bad has officially left the building.  The meeting ends with me doing my best imitation of Nancy Reagan saying “everything’s fine just like it is, no need to change a thing” and nodding intently in Big Bad’s direction to help him follow along.  On the way home with both laugh at how awkward she was and hold each other close while whispering “the house is ours”.

He drops me back in the apartment and we kiss….  All soft and slow and lingering; delicious and deliberate .    Off he jets, back to work,  happy to be where is he and happy to be with me.  I slip p to my room and slip my jeans off my hips and slip a vibrator down the front of my pink, skull bespeckled panties and pleasure myself and in fast and furious fashion. Yes, oh, yes…. It’s most definitely Spring.  I know, how could I possibly say that.  Suffice it to say I have inside information is all.