I have the most awesome guy

Yes
I'm talking about the sportsman.

I recently challenged my guy to get ripped. Now don't get me wrong .
He is a big guy. With BIG muscles .
He just isn't ripped.
I want him to have the same drive as me. The desire to be better.

And guess what?
He said, YES!!!!

Isn't that cool.

My guy is pretty laid back.
He's fit. He's healthy. For him
That's enough .
But to be honest
It's not enough for me.
I work hard for my body.
I want him to do it too.
I look at all these men in the gym every day. Alot the same age as my guy.
But they look awesome.
It's frustrating. Cause I know my guy has the potential to be huge and ripped.
I plan to do before and after photos.
For sure.
Can't wait.
I get your super freakin excited to
Right. Ha ha
It makes me wet just thinking about it.
I know. I'm "special".


Peace

Everyone wants to know

I'm super popular, don't you know.
Ha ha

So much so that everyone is curious about my blog.
It's the hot topic.

Not sure why. Honest.
Havent a freakin clue.

But it is.

Especially since this new one is very tame compared to my other ones.
Seriously.

So why the interest ???
Hmmmmm

Why do these people care. What I'm writing about. Or that I even have a blog.
Do they really think I would write about them?
Is that what sparks the curiosity?
Is it the pictures of my fat wiener?
Must be. Silly people.

So I show some skin now and again. Whoopee!!!!
Is that what makes them wanna read?
I mean come on,
You can see skin anywhere.
Porn for that matter.
So why me?


Peace

Wow . No Holy shit. Is all I could say

Everyone knows I'm not " normal". Right.

Right!

So recently I received some news.
Shocking. At the time.
I'm dealing with it better now.
But
Initially I was blind sided.
I mean it is the soccerboys senior year.
We have lots going. And school hasn't even started yet.
Ha!
And there is the word
Grandma.
I know I know it's not about me
But
I was not feeling old , even with the soccerboy being a senior.
Now. I just don't know.
I know I don't want to be called
"grandma". I don't feel like one.
So the cats out of the bag.
My tattoo girl is gonna have a baby.
I am excited. Really.
And I will be very involved. Well as involved as she wants me to be.
Technically no one knows yet.
Shhhhhh
It's a secret still.
But soon I will be sharing it with everyone.
But I'm really gonna have to come up with a better name for my role I will play.
So for now everyone keep this on the down low. Ok
More exciting info coming soon.
And well of course photos.

Peace

Newlywed show you ROCK

Recently the sportsman and I were watchin the newlywed show. ( the new one)

( yes we like to see how many of the questions we can get right. After being married for 10 years)
Surprisingly we get most right.
So
One of the questions was.......

For the men. How many days a week does your wife's bras and panties match?
Hmmmmm
Interesting question.
I'm pretty sure for me, the answer is
ONE. That is black on black.

So it got me to thinking , shit . I need some new stuff.

So last weekend when the sportsman was out playing golf.
I went shopping.
Since anyone who knows us, knows the sportsman is "tight" with money.
It stresses him out.
So I waited till he was out of town.
Thinking that after the fact, once he sees how sexy they look he won't be as upset.
It's not like I was gonna spend a shit load or anything on undies.
Plus it's important to spice shit up. No?
Besides I need new panties to show off
All my newly defined muscles.
Right? Yes!!!!
Lots of awesome colors that show off my tan.
You would be proud. I only bought five pairs.
And I think they look pretty good.
Here you can judge for yourself.
Awesome right?
Thank you newlywed show.
It's because of you, that I got some new shit.

Peace

Are we In or are we Out?

First I wanted to throw out there real quick.
I'm thinking about quitting. Blogging.
So if there is a n y o n e
Out there who actually reads this shit
And wants me to continue
You need to come forward. Speak up.
Or I'm just gonna shit can this blog.all together.

So now thats out there.
I wanted to talk about something important.
And as I recently had a conversation with the soccerboy.
I totally get, what's important to one might not be to another.
But.......
If you don't know what I'm about to say
How can you decide the level of importance before you fucking write me off????
Can I say at 17 kids can be real shits!!!!

Moving on.
Music.
Is what's important to me. Music does not determine my mood.
But depending on my mood will help me decide what genre I listen to for the day.
And I listen to music from the time I get up till the time I go to bed.

Like right now, as u type I'm listening to some awesome 70's music.
Takes me back to my childhood.

Don't try and figure my age off that.
My parents were big in classic rock when I was younger. Ha ha

Now as much as I love music, and all the traveling and what not to see bands that the sportsman and I do together. I'm kinda tired of it.
They are never just one band. It's always a whole day event. It wears me out.
I did not go to the big rock concert this year with him. Even though it was the 20th anniversary for this particular festival. Due to the colder weather.
The sportsman was very upset. Even waited till the last minute hoping I would go before he sold my ticket.
I just wasn't going to have a repeat of last year.
Even though a bunch of my fav's were going to be there.

It's whatever.

So music is important.
Which is why on my "other" blog I used to do the band of the week post.
It was cool cause it gave me a chance to learn more about different bands that I liked. I feel like it makes the music better when listening to their songs of you know more about them.
( but then I got too busy to look stuff up and the sportsman got mad cause I was spending too much time on my computer)
So I haven't been able to do that for awhile.
Maybe that's something I'll have to start up again.

Ok so I'm gonna go. Maybe I'll be back
Maybe I won't
Just depends on if there is any reason
I should come back.
So I'm putting it in YOUR lap now.
If you want to here more shit that spills out of my mouth.
Let me know.

Peace

Watch out, sportsman has a smart phone now

So yesterday I get an email from the sportsman. He says I got a new phone ( his work pays for his).
He says I'm trying to setup my email now. I'm gonna send you a text text.
Ummmm, ok.
I wasn't aware he was getting a new phone. I don't remember everything
But I would remember if he said he was getting a new freakin phone.
So I ask the sportsman, what kind did u get?
He says, a HTC. Smart phone.
Well well
All this is really no big deal.
Or
Is it.
So I get home and he's all messing with it. That's cool it's new. Prev he had a black berry.
Until he hollars down the hall at me, whats your user name. I'm thinking what the fuck do u need my user name for? Cause dude I have like 4 different email acct's and user names.
He hollars back. He's setting up words with friends. Geezum
Then I hear him taking to himself about how he's gonna add him
Some angry birds and some other stuff.
Again not a big deal. Kinda funny actually. The sportsman has never been big about technology.
He doesn't even have a FB account.
I'm
Just not so sure I want him having a smart phone.
It leads to so many other things. It's easy to get out of control.
You know. Wink wink

I'm hoping that he will put it aside and like other things not be a big deal to him. I mean seriously when we go out or when he goes to the store , he never even brings his damn phone.
It's just his excitement gave me goosebumps of what might be to come.

Maybe I'm worrying for nothing. We will see.


Peace

Well I did not die........

Well I'm back!!! Did u miss me? We're your worried, that I wasn't coming back?
Well I was.
But
Here I am.
And almost like brand new.
The horrific surgery is over.
I survived.
No need for I told you so's , from those of you who assured me I would indeed
Not die.
I pulled threw with flying colors ( whatever that means).
I was feeling good enough to participate in the warrior dash on Saturday.
Even though it was 90 plus outside that day, I did really well.
I did all the obstacles .
However it did take me an hour to complete. And a few water breaks. And well some mud.
But it's all good.
I had a great time.
As of Sunday I have never felt better.
No more stress of worrying.
No more races to worry about.
Just back to my normal routine .
I honestly have not been happier in a long time.
Now I wish I had done this three years ago.
But you can't live life on should haves
. All I can do is go from here.
Onward and upward right.
Hell yes!!!

Not sure if I'll share any warrior photos of me doing the actual course
I look like a dork jumping over the fire.
Lol
But I suppose I can share a couple of
"after " photos of the sportsman and I.

Good times.

Peace