You know the kind. They drink too much, they get too loud, they act like a fool. Usually, they are either not married or their kids are grown. In our family, that uncle just happens to be my husband. I am not sure why, but at all the family parties he hangs out with the older nieces and nephews. They range in age from 16 - 19. It could be because he is the youngest in his generation, and always felt that he fell between the nieces and nephews and his own siblings, that he had nothing in common with his older siblings and was trying to fit in with the younger crowd. He drank more than usual today, and he was drinking 151. and seemed to be the only one drinking at all. I overheard my daughter saying how embarrassing he was. The kids didn't think he was cool, they thought he was a joke. Yeah, these parties don't happen often. But each time I hear "Poor Laura, she puts up with so much". Several people made sure I was driving home, which I was. On the way home, I was worried...

This is a very good thing for me. By Jan 5th, I will be full time with a raise. Then perhaps a promotion after my boss retires, as long as I can prove I can do it between now and June. Finally, my patience is paying off.

His name is Anakin and he is a spitting image of Simba. How could I *not* adopt him?



I will be picking him up tomorrow night, at 7.

I didn't notice he had shaved until last night. When I questioned him, he said he did it a few weeks ago, he wanted to surprise me and I didn't notice. I know my libido is low, but I do know we have had sex since he did it. and I didn't notice. I felt awful. I wanted to cry. I started to doubt if he really did it for me, or if it was for someone else. Then I stopped the negative thoughts and I decided to make it up to him. I got up and shut the bedroom door. When I returned to the bed, I gave him a blowjob, something I have not done in way too long. I am pretty sure I made it up to him. Then we made love. I had no idea our bed made so much noise. Good thing my daughter's bedroom is not directly below ours.

and why after all this time did I feel compelled to write about this? I have always felt uncomfortable talking or writing about sex, but this time was different.

I will be part time again starting Monday. I will still be sitting in my boss's office, I am still going to be training with her. Although it may be a bit harder to learn since I won't be there all day, I will do the best that I can in hopes that one day I will have her position. They are going to try to take some of my job duties and pass them on to another person. I have no idea if and when they will make me full time again. I *think* they still want me to do the job when she retires. I *think* I want to do the job. Some days I am not so sure. Sitting in there with her, I am listening and watching everything she does. Some of it I just don't understand. Hopefully, in time, I will. Right now the whole thing is out of my hands and I am just going to take one day at a time. I am not going to push them to make a decision. Maybe they have other ideas and plans. We shall see.