100 in a 55

Goin’ a hundred in a fifty five…

~Pop Evil

We are officially into the Summer season, now! Our weather’s been abnormally cool, for this time of year. I think we’ve only had temperatures over 90 degrees, for 3 days of this year. It’s 82 out, right now. We’ve got a whole lot of storm chances, through this week. It’s rained, here and there, but nothing much, so far.

Last night, I made beef and noodles, and homemade dinner rolls, for supper. I made way too much, but it turned out delicious!

I don’t understand what’s going on with me, but I just cannot seem to gain, or even maintain my weight, recently. I’d gotten up to a healthier number, a few months back. Recently, it’s all been melting off of me, and I truly don’t know why? I hadn’t stood on our scale for awhile, until yesterday. The numbers I saw, as I looked down, scared me.

I’m 5’2” tall (short). I’ve always been small. My entire family is built like that. The women, anyway. My daughter is tiny. I’ve never had an eating disorder. I’ve never deprived myself of food. Hell, I bought a bag of snack sized candy bars, last week. I polished the last of them off, on Monday! I can put food down, and everyone close to me knows this. I got some not so tasty meal replacement shakes, in an attempt to help boost my daily calories. I load up my meals with butter, milk, and cream, just like the doctor’s have said to. My periods have been incredibly regular, with the exception of that one blip, a few months back. I don’t feel bad. I take my vitamins everyday. I haven’t been covered in bruises. That’s my first signal of iron deficiency. My blood work was perfect. My blood pressure and all the vitals look great. I’m certainly not depressed. Why though, is this happening? I made myself 3 scrambled eggs. I put those into 2 tortilla shells, with some onion and hot sauce, and ate them both. I’ve also had a protein bar, a shake, and an orange. I’m making ham steaks, macaroni and cheese, and stuffing, for supper. I know that I eat way more than Jackie does! Yet, she struggles to lose weight. I’m going to talk with my doctor about it. It’s frustrating though, because I pretty much always get told the same thing. Eat more carbs, and load them up with butter and cream. Y’all, I should be overweight, the way I already eat! I’m getting overwhelmed with this constant battle. I know that folks who are working hard to lose weight can get annoyed, when I bitch and moan, but I’m not lying here. I literally don’t know what else to do. I want to look good! I want to be healthy! Ugh…

One thing that my people know, is I almost never sit down. I’m always moving. I’m always finding something to keep busy. The warmer months, even more so. I love to be outside. I am always down to jump on the trampoline, go swimming, play basketball (or “horse”), with the kids. Keeping our house clean and organized is like a passion of mine. I also so enjoy cooking. It’s fun to make good meals for my family. If there’s one thing I’m not, it’s lazy. I will admit, I can procrastinate, sometimes. There are some things that I put off, occasionally. I suppose that’s because I often begin one task, that leads to another, and before I know it, the day is done. I do actually have, diagnosed, attention deficit disorder. For what that’s worth? My closest friends tease that I’m a “nymphomaniac”, too. I have never once, in my life, watched porn. I’ve had sex with 2 men, including my husband. I’m definitely not a sex addict. I do love to get it on, with my husband, though. I saw a survey that said 1 in 3 marriages are sexless. Wow! I truly can’t imagine not desiring Adam, and the sense of closeness that comes from the two of us becoming one.

On another note, Mj’s best friend is celebrating her birthday, this coming Saturday. They’re having a pool party. Justin, Jackie, Adam, I, and the kids, are all going to go to her party. Justin has to be out of town, all next week, for work. I think he wants to take Jackie out for supper, on Friday evening, and just spend time with her. We didn’t go to church, last Sunday, because it was Father’s Day. We were all meeting at Poppy’s place, so we missed church. I’m sure we’ll get back, this Sunday, though.

I really haven’t had any significant conflicts, or challenges, lately. I don’t have anything “deep” to write about. Adam and I have been great. He pissed me off, a couple weeks ago, but he knew it. He very quickly admitted his mistake, and made it right. Other than that, there’s nothing much to tell. Things are going good. If I can just get myself a little closer to 100 pounds, that would be amazing. That’s the only thing bothering me, right now. I don’t “push”, or “test” Adam, quite so much, these days. He’s become uber consistent. And, I can easily predict his responses, when I do. I don’t want a sore behind, so I don’t look for one. On the other hand, I’ve noticed myself becoming much less prone to let my insecurities drive me. Adam’s got me. I don’t need to run towards any cliffs, to believe that. Of course, I know there will be a time, one of these days, when I do step over the line. For the last while, though, I haven’t.

I Hope You Dance

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

Dance…I hope you dance…

Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years
And wonder where those years have gone

~Lee Ann Womack

I think yesterday was probably the best Father’s Day we’ve ever celebrated. The weather was perfect. The food was delicious. Everyone was happy, and we all had such a fun day together. Everybody swam. The guys barbecued a whole bunch of food. We had “pig sliders”. They’re sausage wrapped in bacon, filled with cream cheese in the middle. There were chicken wings, chicken breasts, and steaks. We had baked beans, chips, potato salad, macaroni salad, and the Oreo desert the kids made for everybody. My dad, his girlfriend, Justin, Jackie, my sister and her husband, their baby (Pj), Adam, our kiddos, and I were all there. Justin sent Jackie on a bogus trip to the store. Mj went with Jackie, and Justin called the rest of us into the kitchen, for a little “meeting”. He explained his intentions to ask Jackie to marry him, after they get back from visiting his family, in Wyoming, next month. He wanted all of our blessing. It was the sweetest moment! Of course, everyone was overjoyed.

Poppy (Dad) shaking Justin’s hand ❤️
Jackie took this, Saturday night ❤️
And this one….😆 We were just playing around. I wasn’t seriously in trouble.

Justin and Jackie got Adam a new grill, for Father’s Day. He was in dire need of a new one. I knew they’d planned to do that, so had to do my best to prevent Adam from buying a new one himself, before they could surprise him.

I think he was happy with their gift!
Mj and I found a little frog

My heart is so incredibly full, right now. This season of my life is just amazing. I’m beyond simply “content”. I’ve always felt that contentment was joy, until recently. The pure happiness and love that I’ve been blessed to experience, is beyond anything I ever imagined. I’ve been given many gifts, in this life. But, these days, spent with the people I get to call “mine”, are indescribably beautiful. It’s only in knowing how quickly time passes by, that any twinges of sadness enter my mind. So, I’m doing my very best to “soak” in the memories we’re making. To live in the moments. To celebrate this time in my life story. It may be that my most favorite pages are being written, right now.

[I’m] Gonna Miss This

You’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this

~Trace Adkins, “You’re Gonna Miss This”

I got a “wild hair”, and decided to vacuum and shampoo our couches. I got the basement one looking good! I swear, I live with heathens. I found lots of granola bar and pop tart wrappers stuffed under couch cushions, along with the odd sock, here and there. Clearly, I need to check the furniture more often, for surprises like these. Even as a kid, I couldn’t stand a messy room. When I had the house to myself, I’d put music on, and clean the whole house. I’ve always enjoyed doing that. My next project, is to take everything out of Adam and my linen closet, and reorganize it. I cleaned out the fridge, the other day. I took out drawers and shelves, and scrubbed them all clean. It looks real good, now. I love having the space that we do, but having all these rooms, closets, and outdoor spaces definitely gives me plenty of “job security”. There’s always something that needs done. Having said all that, I know there’s going to come a day, when I no longer have to trip over toys that were left laying out. I won’t find my children’s socks stuffed in random places. I’ll think back, to days like this, and I’ll miss it.

That’s Mj’s Father’s Day craft back there on the ping pong table 😉

Adam’s grilling burgers, brats, and hotdogs, tonight. Justin and Jackie will be here. I also invited my sister, her husband, and Pj. We bought a swing for Pj, to hang underneath our deck. Adam and Justin are going to get that hung up, this evening. I’m excited to see her swinging in it 🙂

I started my period, a couple days ago. I’d promised Adam a blowjob, if he let us play a few more games of cornhole, last night. He had to go into work, this morning, so didn’t want to stay up too late. We were having so much fun, though! We got our extra cornhole rounds, and he got his blowjob, when we went to bed. I’m letting him have some peace and quiet, upstairs, for awhile. He’s laying on the couch, watching a TV show. I’m sitting downstairs, listening to music, and finding things to do. Wyatt went to the mall with a friend. Mj is in her room, playing online games with her friends. It’s a pretty perfect Saturday afternoon, here.

Last Friday Night…

The boys…

Today was exactly the kind of day I’d expected it to be! The boys are at the gym. Wyatt’s been going with them, this week. He likes hanging out with the men. I just made pizza for supper, tonight. Jackie, Mj, and I are waiting for the boys to get home, so we can start our cornhole championship tour. 😉

It looks like they’re heading home now. I’m fixing to go down to the patio, and hang out with Jackie, while we wait for them.

My Next 30 Years

In my next 30 years
I’m gonna have some fun
Try to forget about all the crazy things I’ve done
Maybe now I’ve conquered all my adolescent fears
And I’ll do it better in my next 30 years

My next 30 years I’m gonna settle all the scores
Cry a little less, laugh a little more
Find a world of happiness without the hate and fear
Figure out just what I’m doing here, in my next 30 years

~Tim McGraw

My last couple of days have been pretty quiet. Simple, sweet, Summer days, spent with my favorite people. My sister and Pj came by, the other morning. Pj loves the little jumper I have here, that hangs in our front entry to the family room. I also bought her a baby swing, to hang underneath our deck. It just needs hung up, this weekend. I think she’s going to love it!

Those dimples!

Yesterday, Wyatt was over at a friend’s house. Mj and I went and did some shopping. She found some things for the Father’s Day gift she wants to make for Adam. I’ve already got mine for him. I got some things for my dad, too. We’re all going to his house, Sunday, to celebrate Father’s Day. Justin and Adam are going to bring some meat to grill. The kids and I are going to make the Oreo desert that Adam loves. My sister’s husband really likes it, too! He’s celebrating his very first Father’s Day, this year. ❤️

Last night, Jackie came over and hung out with me, while the boys went to the gym. It was a beautiful evening, outside. We all sat out back for awhile, after they got back from the gym.

❤️ Our “old man” dog, Diesel. He’s almost 10 years old!

I really am seeing changes in both Adam and Justin, since they’ve been working out and eating healthier. Adam’s lost about 13 pounds. Justin’s face is slimming down noticeably, too. I also appreciate the way it’s helped Adam to have more energy and he seems less stressed. It’s amazing all the benefits to be had, from taking care of our bodies.

We got the kids Summer passes to the indoor trampoline park. I’m going to bring them over there, tomorrow afternoon. While they jump awhile, I’m going to go to Jackie’s place. My sister is meeting us there, too. We’re going to help my sister make a couple little craft projects she’s been wanting to get done. Then, we’ll walk over to their swimming pool, and the kids will meet us there. It’s perfect, because Justin and Jackie’s complex is right behind the trampoline park. Their pool is just steps from the park’s entrance, so they can walk down to us, and swim awhile. Later, tomorrow evening, the boys will go to their work outs. Fridays are “ab day”, for them. Then, we’re all planning to hang out back, and play some games of cornhole. It’s been a couple weeks, since Jackie and I whooped their butts at that. 😉

Last night, as we were about to get in the shower, Adam asked me if I was ready for my spanking. I said, “Whaaat?! Why??” He replied, “Because you’ve been so good.” Obviously, he was teasing me. I really have done a pretty fantastic job, lately. I’ve kept up on all my responsibilities. I’ve been respectful. I haven’t “side stepped” any truths, to him. We’ve just had a lot of fun. Our son started to get an attitude, last night, after I called him back into the kitchen. He’d put his dishes and silverware into the sink, without rinsing them off, after supper. At first, he tried to tell me that wasn’t his, but I knew better. I intentionally gave him a blue plate, and Mj an orange one. His fork was also larger than hers. So, without a doubt, those were his dishes, and he couldn’t argue otherwise. That irritated him. He did scrub them off, but angrily threw them into the sink, and stomped off. I heard his door slam closed. Without a word between us, Adam got up from his chair, and went upstairs to talk with Wyatt. I don’t know what exactly was said, but awhile later, Wyatt came downstairs. He walked over to me, and told me he was sorry. I told him I really appreciated that, and gave him a hug. He got all teary eyed then, and hugged me back. When his daddy tells him he’s wrong for something, he listens. It helps me out so much, when Adam has my back like that.

I’ve been on a cleaning spree, today. I suppose I’ll get back to it. I already cleaned all the bathroom showers and tubs, sinks, mirrors, and floors. I put toilet cleaner in the bowls, so I need to go knock out that “super fun and exciting” chore.

Fear is a Liar

When he told you you’re not good enough
When he told you you’re not right
When he told you you’re not strong enough
To put up a good fight
When he told you you’re not worthy
When he told you you’re not loved
When he told you you’re not beautiful
That you’ll never be enough

When he told you were troubled
You’ll forever be alone
When he told you you should run away
You’ll never find a home
When he told you you were dirty
And you should be ashamed
When he told you you could be the one
That grace could never change

Fear, he is a liar
He will take your breath
Stop you in your steps
Fear he is a liar
He will rob your rest
Steal your happiness
Cast your fear in the fire
‘Cause fear he is a liar

~Zach Williams

I’ve been listening to too many “red pill” podcasts, lately. The Andrew Tate hitchhikers, of content creators. There is one in particular, who grinds my gears (aka frustrates the hell out of me). While I truly can listen with an open mind, and even agree with some of the things they say, much of what I hear is just inexperienced people, who don’t know how to argue their own shallow opinions. I do believe men need a voice. I understand these are challenging times, for them. Masculinity has been shamed and insulted, to the point that I can see why so many are listening to voices of the “manosphere”, and feeling heard. However, I also feel sad for the people who are following the “advice” that people like this are giving out. Today’s feminist extremists insist that men and boys are the source of all our problems. Today’s “red pill movement”, suggest it’s women and girls who are the problem. What if we all just took a step back? What if everyone logged off their internet connections, and wandered out into the real world? What you find, are individuals who have their own unique experiences. Individuals who actually aren’t walking around with hate and malice for people who don’t look, think, dress, or act the same as they do. I still believe most people are good. Yes, there are some folks among us, who truly do simply seek to sow as much outrage, discord, and destruction possible. Those people generally yell loudest, and protest so confidently, it can appear as if they know what they’re talking about. Sometimes, taking a little time to reacquaint ourselves with the rational, free thinking minds that make up the vast majority of our population, is the most productive way to remind ourselves that the world really isn’t shit. All is not lost. Stepping outside of our own front door, can literally restore your faith in humanity. As an American, we are constantly being sold this idea that everything around us is falling apart. And, the only way to “fix” it, is to vote for the right political candidate. Hate and shame anyone who doesn’t agree with us. To be angry. To live in fear. To accept whatever “truth” the person talking on our TV, computer screen, or radio is telling us. The solutions are not ever going to be found there. As Jordan Peterson has said, we need to first “clean up our own room”, before we attempt to change the world. Focus inside our own home. If that’s in decent order, look to neighbors and community. Work to make positive impacts for those around us. We can do so much more, together, when we just get to know and listen to those around us. Our lives aren’t so terrible, after all. We’re literally all quietly struggling through something tough. Everyone around us is going through something. There is a story worth telling, and many stories worth listening to. We don’t all have to agree on solutions. If we can simply take a moment to have real conversations with one another, we might just come to realize, most people are good. Most of us want the best for our families, our communities, and humanity at large. Most people truly want to make a difference. We don’t have to share the same ideas about exactly how we should go about things. We do need to stop letting hateful rhetoric dominate our conversations, though. Hating each other does absolutely nothing to solve our problems. Anyway, that’s my thoughts today. ❤️

It’s a Great Day

And it’s a great day to be alive. I know the sun’s still shinin’ when I close my eyes. There’s some hard times in the neighborhood, but why can’t everyday be just this good…

Travis Tritt

“One of us!”

I’m a big baby, about swimming in water that isn’t to my temperature preferences. I was pleasantly surprised, to discover the pool was actually not too cold! The water felt warmer than the night air did.

Today, I’m cleaning the house up. I hadn’t done much, over the last couple of days. The kids had made a big mess downstairs, so I’ve made the guest bed, swept and vacuumed the floors, and vacuumed the couch cushions off, because they’d left a popcorn mess on it.

We never didn’t end up with much rain, yesterday. We got a couple of light showers, but not enough to water the grass as much as I’d have liked. We went to bed early, and I met my 7 hour sleep goal, for the first time in nearly a week. I just don’t require as much sleep, in the Summertime.

It’s only mid 70’s outside, today, but the humidity is still making it feel hot. I’m making beef and noodles tonight, for supper. I’ve got dough rising, for the dinner rolls, that I’m making to go with.

This coming Sunday, is Father’s Day. We’re going to go to my dad’s house. He’s grilling something for us, and we’ll swim and hang out all afternoon. Fireworks tents are popping up everywhere, as we grow closer to July 4th. We’re going to my dad’s house, that day, also. Then, July 8th, we’ve got a guitar night scheduled there. We’re having so much fun, this Summer is going to fly by!

I really don’t have much else to write about. I’m trying to do a better job, of writing everyday. I just don’t have a whole lot to say, today.

Daddy’s Money

~Ricochet

Last night, we drove over to my dad’s place, to raise a little bit of hell, just for fun. He wasn’t home, this weekend. Jackie and I took lots of pictures of us inside his house, being ornery, and sent them to him. It was hilarious! He loved it ❤️

In his bathroom. Jackie also took one of me on his toilet, but I’m not posting that one 😆
In his bed…
In his closet. Jackie is notorious for stealing his t-shirts 😂

We swam in his pool, for a couple hours. As we were driving back home, we passed a Waffle House. Justin announced that he’d never had Waffle House! Adam turned the car around, and we parked at the Waffle House. We all went inside, and introduced Justin to the charm of Waffle House, late at night. It was a great night.

I’m currently sitting downstairs, watching random documentaries. Justin and Jackie are coming by, in a little while. He asked me to give him a haircut. I’m going to make some ham and cheesy potatoes, for supper. It’s hot and humid, but storm chances through the rest of the day and night. It rained just a little bit, earlier. Right now, it’s cloudy, humid, and ominous looking out, but not doing anything. I wouldn’t mind a little thunder and rain.

It’s been, yet another, busy and fun filled Summer weekend. I do enjoy the lazy Sunday afternoons, though.