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>a glimpse

>The alarm goes off… snooze is it… several times. I was never a snoozer until I met Ben. I always know how many of them I can have before I truly HAVE to get up. I roll out of bed reluctantly… not wanting to leave the warm bed that I share with my husband. Lucky man, he gets to still sleep… for me it is time to start my day… and leave for work.


Work is crazy… the manager had a death in the family.. and so therefore, I end up having to help bake. Diane is back at the bench baking with me… so the day is going by rather quickly. She makes a phone call to her friend who just had a baby only twelve hours earlier.

“Is he cute?”, she asks…. I laugh at her… and ask her what new mother doesn’t think their baby is cute? I mean.. really.


Lunch has come and gone… the end of the day is approaching way too quickly work wise.. but good that I get to be going home soon. We’re making cream cakes.. which in all reality all they are is oversized pudding rings. We’re trying to make the process go quicker and so we’re scooping the batter together.

I keep dropping some on her arm… not meaning to of course… I told her… if I really meant to… I would drop my whole handful on her.


In the car on the way home… I’m pretty tired… I worked really hard.. and honestly all I want to do is go home. I’m driving Ben’s car which has a quarter tank of gas… I know the nice thing to do is to get gas for him so he doesn’t have to early in the morning when its colder out.

I’m torn.. and the closer I get to gas station does not bring any decision. The internal conflict goes on until I turn into the station… I guess I’m filling up his tank.


At home its the usual family stuff. The kids being kids… trying to get dinner started.

“What are we having for dinner Momma?”, the youngest asks.

“Food”, I respond… just as I always do when she asks. She cocks her head to the side and give me a yeah right look.

“Just tell me”, she says.

“I told you, food.” She eyeballs the mean I’m preparing, “Tacoes?”.


“Spaghetti!!!”, she exclaims.. its going to be an easy dinner night for once.


Kids are finally in bed… and its time to truly relax. Ben and I are on the couch watching a show. His legs are on my lap… all kicked back and relaxed. I feel his toe brush over my nipple… I let out a sigh and close my eyes. Feels so good.

I look over at him as he stops and looks all innocent. I smile and turn back to the tv. Again I feel his toe teasing my now very hard nipple. I don’t look over this time… only enjoy the sensation of his tease.


After our shower.. getting ready to go to sleep.. I lay across the bed… my face against the mattress. I smell him… that scent that drives me mad and turns me into a cat in heat. I just lay there and sniff (yes I’m strange like that).

“It smells like you baby”, I say.

“Well who else would it smell like?”, Ben asks.

“I dunno.”

“You’re getting my side of the bed wet”, talking about the wet head that I am sporting. He grabs his pilling and puts it down on top of my head, fluffing it. And let me tell you.. this pillow is like SUPER heavy.. you could kill someone with this thing.


Facing each other… we touch… his hand rubbing up and down my spine. The wave of arousal washes over me and I am his… without a doubt. We kiss… not hot and heavy… but slow and intense. Our hands explore one another’s body…. I’m engulfed in his every move.

His hand moves up and grasps the side of my neck… firmly. I feel the wetness grown between my legs… the twinge of need. He lets go… and adjusts his hold…. getting a good handful of of my scruff. I am in awe and in lust of him… of the power that he has over me.

Again, he readjusts… this time both his hands find their way around my neck.. cutting off my air. The rush of the lack of air comes over me and I signal him to let go…. I feel faint for a breif second… and in my head…. I hear myself ask more… more please… do it again.


We’re on our backs… my arm draped over his stomach. The other free hand is intertwined with his… laying there in our afterglow… the bliss that great sex brings.

“What are you thinking?”, curiously I ask.

“About how good you feel in my arms”

“MMmm yes, me too.”

My eyes still closed.. I sigh…, “You know baby… this is the best part of my day. Laying in bed with you.. the house is quiet… and its just us… together.”

“I know what you mean… it’s mine too.”


I’m still unstable but I manage to roll out of bed to clean up. He meets me at the end, I smile and lean into him…. bumping our heads into each other. We chuckle, that giggle that lovers share…. that only they can… when something silly has happened, but its not ackward… it’s almost sweet.

We kiss and hug… our naked bodies pressed against each other.


I can hear the tell-tale sign that he is drifting off to sleep. He almost always does this before me. I turn a bit… he stirs…. I tell him I love him… and good night. He, the same.

I roll over followed by my beloved and am encased in his arms… again I sigh and smile… soon I’ll be asleep.


>life’s little moments

>We did very Christmasy stuff tonight. We got our tree today and put it up. I tell ya.. I really do love decorating the tree.. its just SO much work. It is worth it when it is all done but trying to get it all straight and then untangling the lights. Ugh… it is enough to drive a woman crazy.

So finally the tree is all up.. the girls had lots of fun putting it up… and our kitten.. well…. I can see we’re going to have issues. I just know I’m going to come home to ornaments all over the floor… or a kitten at the top of the tree… either way.. not good.

I must say… I like the way it looks 🙂

During putting up the tree Ben and I took turns picking out Christmas music. This is big… simply cause he does not really get into Christmas. I hate that… I wish he loved it… at least just a little bit. He really loves The Transiberian Orchestra so he had picked that. I sat down with him for a bit letting the girls take over.

We cuddled up listening to the music… and it was.. well perfect. Just like it should be. I leaned into him…. and looked up. We kissed sweetly… nothing passionate.. just the lovely dovey kind of kissing. I whispered that I loved him… I didn’t want the moment to end.

Of course, just like any other thing… it has to end…. but we still had that brief little time… that was nothing less than storybook.

>So as you can tell, we’re home! We had a wonderful time in Vegas. It was so great to be back and revisit The Flamingo where we got married. Just walking around made me all misty eyed… remembering how that day felt- all the emotions that I felt. We made sure to make it to the very spot where exactly one year before we had said I do. Ah yes, it was powerful.

The trip itself had a really rough start. Our original 7:30 am. flight was canceled and so we were re booked on a 10:30 am flight. And just how did they compensate us? Two $6 food vouchers. All I can say is… thank god for wifi.

The flight, when we finally got in the air, was just has horrible as our 3 hour wait. It was the worst one I’ve ever been on! I’ve never felt like I was going to be sick on one before… but this one.. yeah, I about lost it. There is usually always a little turbulence coming in.. but this was just horrendous.

Anyways onto the good stuff. We stayed at the Signature at MGM Grand… like when we got married. That hotel is fabulous and has us spoiled for any hotel from now on. The tubs are amazing to say the least. They are huge and jetted… a wonderful combo. They left us truffles and a congratulations card on the table… very nice 🙂

On our anniversary we did tons of stuff… going from one end of the strip to the other. That night we had dinner at The Range Steakhouse at Harrah’s. There is an amazing view of the strip from there not to mention way yummy steaks. They gave us a chocolate mousse dessert that was to die for!

And you know, there is something very romantic about watching the fountains at the Bellagio on your anniversary. Staring off at them and Paris… yes…. it was grand.

So for now… thats it…. I do have a whole story to tell from the trip.. but I will type that up in another post.