It's not that I don't want to type anything here, it's more like it's just been really hard to find the time to come up with anything better than a grocery list of inane details.
Exacerbating that, both boys are getting over head colds. Dex got it first. We locked him in the bathroom for 46 hours with a bowl of water and kept shoving Saltines under the door in the hope that he wouldn't pass it to his baby brother Tavish.
No dice. Tav went to bed on Thursday or Friday (it's hazy already) and woke up at 11.30 that night with a runny nose. I picked him up and he clung to me so tightly I thought he was going to plant an embryo in my sternum that would eventually bust out of my chest singing rag-time. That hasn't happened yet, so I may be safe; but MAN! that kid has strong hands.
Amy spent much of the weekend 'out'. Two nights in a row -- highly unusual. Scrapbooking until midnight on Friday (there are actually stores that stay open that late for these scrapbooking 'parties') and then out again on Saturday night to a sex toy party. 18 women all together in the same house talking about lubes, appliances, unusually-shaped pasta and eating chocolate and passing around a 'hot potato' bic lighter shaped like a penis. She said she picked up my birthday present there, so I'm rather intrigued.
And, really, if I fess up to a required degree of honesty - as I feel I should - then I may have stayed up just a little too late Saturday night playing Neverwinter Nights on the computer because I'd gotten my dwarven warrior really close to the end and I wanted to see it all the way through so I could lay a smack-down on Mephistopheles with my +10 greatsword and finally lay to rest that little itch what's been occupying me lately.
Itch scratched. Back to more normal stuff this week.
Sex toy parties are fun. I've been to a couple for stagette parties. The hightlight was the fluorescent pink dildo that looked a little like a one-armed cactus. The arm was shaped like a dolphin, and the base of the whole thing contained several rows of pearls that rotated when it was turned on.
WHat puzzled me (other than the dolphin) was the multitude of buttons. Seems to me one would be to...occupied to work the controls.
Much fun was had by all, though.
Posted by: Tasha | Monday, 25 September 2006 at 04:32 PM
Tasha, I hesitated before writing this, but I have seen that (or a similar) model before, and I know what the dolphin's for.
Posted by: Simon | Monday, 25 September 2006 at 04:56 PM
My dear Simon, obviously your next birthday will hold some surprises, eh?! And then you can blog and join me in the "unusual birthday presents" club.
The gifts that keep on giving ...
Posted by: the Mater | Monday, 25 September 2006 at 05:27 PM
Oh, I know what the dolphin's for too. Not that I bought one.
Posted by: Tasha | Monday, 25 September 2006 at 06:48 PM
Sorry your boys were sick. Glad you and the lady of the house avoided it.
Now I know how to get more women involved in my blog -- write a post about a dildo, and the women will come out of the woodwork.
Posted by: Mark | Monday, 25 September 2006 at 09:22 PM
My name is Alvis and I am addicted to Half-Life 2. I feel your pain.
Oh, and I do not know this Mark character. No siree, Bob.
Posted by: Alvis | Thursday, 28 September 2006 at 05:19 AM