TDetroit’s ramblings and nonsense

I got home last night, wife was already out, and the girls were sleeping in bed with her. 

I ate some food, checked my e-mails, etc. and then it was time for bed.  But I was too tired to move the girls, so I grabbed my pillow and blanket and went to sleep on the floor in the front room.

It was a great dream.  without going into ALL the details, I was having sex on a picnic table and then… (kick to ribs) "hey what are you doing sleeping here?"

Damnit!  Right before the finish!  She couln’t wait just another minute.  Good luck getting that dream back…

i went to the gym.  opened my gym bag, and this green stuff started coming out.  at first i thought it was my Michigan State university shorts I wear when i work out.   then i noticed the green stuff was in fact not solid, but gaseous.  yes, ladies and gentlemen, the stink monster lives in my gym bag.

good news for my wife (who reads my blog) is that i definitley did not hookup with any gym honeys while wearing those clothes.

i guess it’s time to do laundry

So the wife has been complaining about my chest hair. This came on in the last few years. It is true what the comedians say, your hair doesn’t fall out, it just goes in and comes out in different places.

I bought a trimmer for some places.  Let’s see, it does neck hair, ear hair, and nose hair.  Plus those loose cannons on my frontal lobe who refuse to give up the fight can get zipped real quick too.

Anyway, I bought a can of shaving gel.  Then I surprised her by jumping into the shower with her.  She asked why the gel.  I said "well, you’ve been complaining about the hair, if you want it off, oof it goes."

She balked.  she was worried that it would grow back worse.  I said if she likes it, I’ll keep it that way.  So now it’s gone. 

Cool side effect.  I’m going to have to post pics of my abs.  the hair was covering the cut.  Now I know why there are no hairy bodybuilders - you would think my goomba (Lou the hulk) would be hairy too, he must be shaving, or not really one of us Italian apemen.

So now it’s gone.  Is it weird to keep feeling myself up?  It’s just that I feel naked under my shirt.  I let the line from my belly button down _ I just couldn’t do it all. 

 She likes it, so a promise is a promise.  It will stay gone.  Unless she changes her mind…

Today is sunday, and I was planning lesson 3 for today, however, something came up.

I went to Oscoda to meet with a client.  Since it was going to be a day trip, I brought the old lady and 2 of the youngin’s with me.  After the meeting, we went to the pier in Tawas, and then went shopping in town.  

As I was walking through the stores, I kept looking up from the shelves and racks and seeing this pretty lady, and then "Oh, she’s with me".  that’s right, my old lady (who, BTW, reads my blogs)  She is not with us here on bodyspace, but she has undergone a transformation.  I won’t give you her numbers and measurements, but suffice to say, she’s almost there… just a few lbs to go.

I was at Sam’s Club the other day, and walking back to the register, I saw a red top on a rack, I thought that looks sexy.   Went over to it, it is not exactly quality, well, actually it cannot be expected to go beyond 12 washes, but it was $12.  So I grabbed a medium and brought it home.  

Let me say, it makes the old lady real hot.  That’s what she was wearing yeasterday, with black jeans and of course the wrong shoes for walking on the beach (she always has the wrong shoes for walking on the beach or hiking), but she’s hot, so it’s forgivable.

So, who’s that pretty lady?  It’s my wife, keep your hands off, I carry a gun!

Raw power!  Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about!  Argh! Argh! Argh!

 I cleaned up a lot of under brush and made nice 10 foot diameter bon fire.   Pushed down a couple of 50 foot crap trees and made room for the good hardwoods to grow better.  Big vista in the back yard now.  The deer spend all day there now.  They never leave, and the dog is frantic and needs to be committed to bellevue.

 I also tangeld with a large underground bees next.  Damn yellow jackets.  Nothing tears them away.  I ended up just moving dirt on top of them and that will have to be all. 

The yard is really shaping up.  I still need to build up the west side a little more, but when the emerald ash trees are taken down, the yard will be very large and open, with 4 large shade trees pread out.

I have a place picked out for the putting green, it will overlook the swamp, and be elevated above the water by 4 or 5 feet. 

We also now have access to the hill in the far back of the property, and I started a path to the south so that when my son reaches his teens, he can walk to his friends house 3/4 mile away.  Now that’s liveing rural.