I Only Date Cowboys

I tried the clean cut, but I had to cut that off
I had the bad boy, but he wasn’t bad enough
I tried the big city broker, but I broke his heart
I tried the rock pop super, and the football star
But none of them could keep up with me
No, none of them was my cup of tea

Now I only date cowboys with the hat and boots
That can back up a trailer like his truck’s on cruise
Kind of cowboy with a wild west heart
If you ain’t the Marlboro man, then it’s no cigar

~Kylie Morgan

Yesterday, Jackie, Mj, and I went to check out a venue, for Justin and Jackie’s wedding. It was absolutely perfect! Everything about it was Jackie’s style. This next year of wedding planning is going to be so much fun!

They ate supper with us, last night. I made ham and cheesy potatoes. We all sat around and talked, mostly about wedding plans. After they left, Adam and I went to take our shower. We were both in silly moods. We teased each other, and did a lot of laughing. Later, while we got ready for bed, I pushed it a tad too far. I was still in our bathroom, putting lotion on, while Adam removed the extra pillows from our bed, and pulled back our blankets. He said something to me, I can’t even remember what. I sneakily flashed my middle finger, and quickly went back to what I was doing. He turned around, and gave me a look. He asked me, You just flew a bird, [flipped me off] didn’t you? I answered, NO… He walked toward me, and told me not to lie to him. I asked, “How the hell would you know?!” He said he knows that “shit eating grin”. I was probably smiling like the Cheshire cat, as often happens when I’m attempting to be sneaky. He grinned at me, but said this is a “no fly zone”, as he picked me up. He sat on the edge of our bathtub, and pulled me across his lap. I was still giggling. He gave me 4 swats, but it wasn’t that hard at all. When he stood me up, he asked me if I wanted to try that again? I replied, YES. His face got serious then, and he told me to go ahead and try it. I said, no way! He responded, that was a good choice.

Once we were both in bed, I climbed on top of my husband, leaned down, and began to kiss his lips. I ran my hands down his neck, and across his shoulders, appreciating how strong and sexy the gym is making him look. As I continued to trace his body, with my hands, moving over his chest and stomach, I kissed down his neck, chest, belly, and halted right at the top of his boxers waistband. Then, I sat back up, looked down at him, and told him thank you for not making my butt hurt tonight. In one solid motion, he turned us both over, so that I was now on my back, with him on top of me. He looked into my eyes, told me he won’t be lenient like that again, and then pressed his lips against mine, giving me a long kiss. We had amazing sex, before I dozed off in his arms.

This morning, as I was getting dressed, and ready for the day, I decided to do something I haven’t done for a few years now. I cut my bangs.

I took Wyatt up to his baseball practice, ran a couple errands, did some dishes, and finished one of my craft projects.

I also got out a few books, that I want to read. A couple of them I’ve read several times already, but it’s been awhile. We were laughing, yesterday evening, because I went to grab one for Jackie to borrow. When I opened my nightstand drawer, the books inside were, George Orwell’s “1984”, “Animal Farm”, Dr Phil’s “Family First”….and “Mein Kampf”. I am absolutely NOT any kind of Nazi sympathizer. Hitler was a disgraceful, sick man. I haven’t actually read the book, yet. Justin lent it to me, because I’m a history buff, and it’s a way to get inside the mind of this sadistic man, and his thinking. It’s also a lesson, in human psychology, propaganda, and how we (humanity) could devolve into such horrific behavior. Even so, I’ve hesitated to begin that book, because I’ve been warned it’s difficult to read, and (obviously) very dark. Clearly, my interests are all over the place!

It’s a cool, cloudy day here. I think I’ll start one of my books. Perhaps, “1984”? Definitely not Mein Kampf”. It’s likely to be a book that sits in my drawer, and never gets read. Maybe one day? Not today, though.