Remember what I told you about another thing Ed and I had in commom.

It's ironic that Ed and I both decided at that same weight to do something about it.
Weigh 158.6 this morning. UP 3 lbs. Yikes! Ed keeps saying..."you're on vacation." I say. "vacation needs TO END."
 I shit you not!

 

It's 4:15 a.m. I have been awake since 1:30 a.m. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Went to bed at ten p.m.
Too much on my mind and too much to get done before I head to Natick this afternoon.
Chiropractor visit needed today, Kohls returns, Burlington Coat Factory returns, grocery store for a few items, laundry, need to find my current bank statement and get that up to the Town Hall to get my house taxes lowered for two out of the four quarters by maybe $800 total next year. I pay approximately $825 four times a year. It keeps on rising.......................as does everything. :0(
Bills to write out checks for, birthday cards to make out....on and on the list goes ....and GROWS.
I shit you not!

Jill is still allowing Butchie to come here. I haven't spoke my piece to him yet, nor did I speak to him.. :0(  ( I lack BACK BONE ) Last night she sent him home to sleep. 

Tracie came early ...for her it was. 4:30ish  She and I ordered Dominoes pizza and stayed in last night. She left just before ten p.m. without any HINTS. ;0)

Ed and I talked the other night about our insecurities in our relationship. I was worried that I was putting too much pressure on him and coming on too strong. ( It has been a long time since I have had sex.) sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh He assured me that he was loving everything and every way I let him know that I am into him.  He on the other hand was worried that his impotency would make me drift away. He says he isn't being fair to me.   I won't say that I don't wish things were different, because I do. It's getting time to let that old boy know that oral sex would DO. He is so inexperienced in the art of making love...foreplay comes to mind here. sighhhhhhh He knows none of the erotic zones below the waist. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  He's a Boob Man .....that I like, like,like, but HEY.... FINISH THE JOB!
His mind is always thinking of what I will term...STUPID SHIT! And yeah ...he is well aware of it.  He has been that way for moons.
I told him that this weekend at the campground he needs to insert a sex video into the VCR and relax and go with the flow. Immediately he says, " I hope it's raining." I asked why. "That way no one is most likely to be out walking near the motor home", he says.  HUH!   I'm like....soooooooooo what!
We're single...of age... and one hundred years from now, who will know. ;0)
My question to you is...can you teach an old dog new tricks?  Damned if I'm not going to give it my all. I shit you not! 
SO...the camping weekend is fast approaching. Thursday to Sunday we are booked for.  I hope and pray that I HAVE BIG NEWS to enter in My Diary. ;0) ;0)  (((hugs))) from one horny bitch at 5:10 a.m. Tuesday, Oct.3rd.

That's All Folks!

At the rate I'm going, I will never get use to this new format. sighhhhhhhhh

The hours in a day seem shorter and thus...I find less time to get things done as well as learn new things. I shit you not!
Going between two houses ( though not often ) twenty five miles apart cuts into my time.
Okay...do I see someone making like they are playing a violin. ;0)

I'm in Natick this morning and have been since last Wednesaday I believe. Waiting on my son Randy to show. Ed wants his toilets changed from 14 1/2 inches tall to 16 1/4. We picked one out at Home Depot yesterday and gave Randy the SKU # and he picked them up in NH ( no taxes.) He will install them and take the old ones to the dump near him for a reasonable fee. It's a WIN WIN!

Things are still good in MY CAMP. :0)  Not to say that things are perfect, but SEX isn't everything.
On the HOME FRONT....things are UP AND DOWN. Gilby goes for ten days of treatment today...his dad will be taking him and supposedly he and his wife have made plans for him to enter a 3 month program after that. We have heard THIS before, but are hopeful that it pans out.
Jill is still drinking herself to death as far as I'm concerned. She called here right before nine p.m. last night to tell me she loved me and was sloshed. Not Pie Eyed, but SLOSHED just the same. :0(
Two or three days ago she had to call the police on the Whine Bucket and have him escorted out of the house. He had some words with her son Gil and she asked him or told him not to talk to her son that way and he threw her rum and coke in a RED SOLO CUP at her.  Supposedly....THEY ARE DONE.
THIS IS where I am going to step in. I've been quiet long enough. If I am home and he comes to the door I will tell him to leave. He has brought the police to my door at least three times now and I'VE HAD IT! I shit you not! 

Randy should be here any moment. There are lots of things I've left out. Like ....I'm playing nurse to Ed's hand.....15 stitches were taken to close up the top of his right hand after that carcenoma was removed.  Ouchie!
Gilby took some of my costume jewelry thinking it had value. Jill called the police and it was all located...at least I think it's all back. Until I go to wear a certain piece and don't see it...I'll know. sighhhhhhhhhhh  I didn't get the entire story on that escapade.
Lots more....just no time. I'm busy....which can BE GOOD. :0)
Tracie is haunting Jill every night. :0(  She traded her 2011 Dodge for a 2002 Buick and got $1000 cash, plus her sales tax taken care of. That's all she wanted for the trade/deal. . Boy was that car salesman must be a happy camper.
Okay, I have to go. My son is here. (((hugs)))

That's All Folks!