That thing you have to do

September 27, 1999

I've been forgetting my little micro-recorder when I am out. This is costing me some really good material for the journal and for other writing projects I'm working on. I'm going to have to start writing myself a note to remind me to grab it before I leave the house.

I'm writing this entry in the oddest position. My hips are elevated on the book case besides my desk and I'm finding it difficult to type with the keyboard laying in my lap. See, this is what happens when you are trying to have a baby. You will do anything to encourage those sperm to swim towards the egg.

We just had sex right here in the office. Thank goodness I have not set up the video cam or you would have got to see a glimpse of me and Jeff in action. One of the reasons I haven't put it up was because I was afraid I would do something that would cause embarrassment or cause me to lose my account with tripod. I like to sit in my underwear and write and for some reason I don't think any of you want to see me in my granny panties, however this might increase traffic to my site from the internet perverts.

Jeff just brought me some black beans and rice. It taste pretty good. He's being really nice this evening, wonder if something is up?

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Yesterday I went to a Bridesmaid Luncheon. It was held at the Grand Hotel in Point Clear, Alabama. It's a resort on the Gulf of Mexico and every Sunday they have a champagne brunch. I wasn't really enthusiastic about going but once I arrived, all decked out in my navy blue suit, I settled in and actually had a wonderful time. We had a table with a view of the grounds and the water and it was a perfect fall day, something we rarely see in the deep south.

Once we arrived we all sat around and toasted the bride and her future with the husband to be. I drank a little too much and ate too much. After dessert I had to sit and talk awhile even though I had a babysitter because I didn't want to drive. I was no where near drunk but the legal limit is .08 in Alabama and I didn't want to risk it.

The drive home was forty-five minutes and all I could think about was getting home to Jeff. I was horny. A little alcohol will do that to me. When I pulled up in the driveway, he was home. I walked through the front door stripping off all my clothing and attacked him. I love "miss you" sex!

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Well it's been thirty mintutes that I have had my hips up now and I hope I have given those sperm a good head start. I gotta go pee now. Nite.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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