I have been busy. Obviously too busy to write. I'm a perfectionist. Has anyone noticed that? So I don't write if I don't have time. And that means an hour. Well. Here I am, wanting to go to bed and I am making myself log an entry in 10 minutes flat. Go!
I bought a long down coat for Mary Margaret. Trying to keep her warm on her trek to campus from her apartment. It's really only about two blocks but I still am a mom. I took the North Face coat to her apartment to try on. Too long. She felt it looked like a robe and wants one that hits mid-thigh.
While I was there, sitting at her dining room table talking, we discovered the neighbor next door was looking at porn. Through her open blinds and his blindless window we watched him. He must have his computer hooked up to his wide-screen TV and plain as day we say what he was looking at.
We watched raptly as he scrolled down from a magnificently buff set of pecs, to an impressive six-pack, and landed on an erect penis. Oh yeah. And that wasn't all. Another photo was a close up of a penis with some sort of piercing or cock ring. (I wonder how many people will google for that stuff and end up here on a middle-aged woman's blog? Sorry folks.)
Sadly enough, Mary and I could have sat there a lot longer. It did capture our attention. It wasn't only the photos; we were intrigued by the guy lifting his keyboard in the air off his lap and doing something. What? Adjusting? Playing? We couldn't decide. Finally, Mary put her hand over her eyes and moaned, "this is like a train wreck and I can't stop looking."
That girl is really funny. And she'll be cold tomorrow without the down coat.
I bought a long down coat for Mary Margaret. Trying to keep her warm on her trek to campus from her apartment. It's really only about two blocks but I still am a mom. I took the North Face coat to her apartment to try on. Too long. She felt it looked like a robe and wants one that hits mid-thigh.
While I was there, sitting at her dining room table talking, we discovered the neighbor next door was looking at porn. Through her open blinds and his blindless window we watched him. He must have his computer hooked up to his wide-screen TV and plain as day we say what he was looking at.
We watched raptly as he scrolled down from a magnificently buff set of pecs, to an impressive six-pack, and landed on an erect penis. Oh yeah. And that wasn't all. Another photo was a close up of a penis with some sort of piercing or cock ring. (I wonder how many people will google for that stuff and end up here on a middle-aged woman's blog? Sorry folks.)
Sadly enough, Mary and I could have sat there a lot longer. It did capture our attention. It wasn't only the photos; we were intrigued by the guy lifting his keyboard in the air off his lap and doing something. What? Adjusting? Playing? We couldn't decide. Finally, Mary put her hand over her eyes and moaned, "this is like a train wreck and I can't stop looking."
That girl is really funny. And she'll be cold tomorrow without the down coat.
I hereby vote for a continuation of the 10 minute blog! Yay! Very approachable and friendly. And the subject matter...yesssss! I pride myself on doing fun things with my kids, but nothing like this. An excellent post all the way around.
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