Spanishbelle’s BodyBlog

Went to friends 40th.  Ate way too much.  Skipped the booze.  Her and her husband are on divorce road.  As of today, "supposedly" they are headed into counseling.  You never know with those two.  You can never get them together to have a "straight-up" conversation.  It’s a he said/she said situation.  So, I felt it was inappropriate to have a drink at her party since her spouse says it’s part of the reason for their indifferences.

I always pay attention to how my man treats me, what he does, but mostly I listen carefully to what he says about me.  Is it in the past tense or the present, I ask myself.  Is it positive or negative?  And does he still get that little look in his eyes when we first met?  I thought there was something off concerning our friends.  He would say, "She used to be hot.  She had a great body.  She would walk into a room and own it.  She’s changed."  She’d say, "He’s so judgemental.  Lost his sense of humor.  Anal.  He won’t touch me."  Past tense, no sparkel in anyone’s eyes.  Well, she’s lost some serious weight, looks great.  He’s also Mr. Cool.  I know way too many women who don’t care much about their waistlines when they are married then they skinny up when the husband is leaving them.  What the hell is up with that?  If he wanted a heavy girl, he would have married a heavy girl.  If she wanted anal, senseless guy, she would have married the type.  But you know, maybe she wouldn’t have gotten fat if you hadn’t been such an ass.  So, which came first, fat girl or assh**e?  LOL.  Don’t know.  What I do know, someone wasn’t listening.

I’m in need of an intervention, seriously!  I’m behaving like a senseless teenager!  Drinking plenty, eating plenty more and having crazy, delicious, intimate relations!  With the hubby, of course!  After the weekend, the scale reflects serious damage.  Looking ahead my plans for a "fit summer" looks bleak.  Our trip to MO will be pretty safe, the visit to my sisters—I don’t think so.  As for visiting my parents, forget it!  I do have a party this Tuesday, friend turning 40.  I’ve always been a party girl and some day, I will grow up.  Not this week though. 

I haven’t been working out much.  I transferred to a different gym, the one I originally started working at was way too slow.  I’v been busy and it’s been an adjustment.  I got a full body workout in one day last week, didn’t have time for much else.  It was weird working out where I work, could not get pumped due to being in a different enviornment.  I’m off to a good start as of this morning.  I’ve had a two mile jog around the neighborhood and I’m making it to LA at 2:00 this afternoon.  And so here I go again, getting in shape for the weekend!  LOL.

or if you’re in the mood, laugh and hump.  Yikes, gives me quite a visual!

Two old people, a man and a woman, walk into a hospital. The doctor says to the old man, “I’ll need a urine sample, a feces sample, and a blood sample.” The old man says, “What?” So the doctor says it again. Once again the old man says, “what?” So the doctor yells it, “I NEED A URINE SAMPLE, A FECES SAMPLE, AND A BLOOD SAMPLE!” With that the old woman turns to the old man and says, “He needs a pair of your underwear!”
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A couple were married and, following the wedding, the husband laid down some rules. “I’ll be home when I want, if I want, and at what time I want,” he insisted. “And, I don’t expect any hassle from you. Also, I expect a decent meal to be on the table every evening, unless I tell you otherwise. I’ll go hunting, fishing, boozing, and card-playing with my buddies whenever I want. Those are my rules,” he said. “Any comments?” His new bride replied, “No, that’s fine with me. But, just understand that there’ll be sex here at seven o’clock every night… whether you’re here or not.”

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Two married buddies are out drinking one night when one turns to the other and says, “You know, I don’t know what else to do. Whenever I go home after we’ve been out drinking, I turn the headlights off before I get to the driveway. I shut off the engine and coast into the garage. I take my shoes off before I go into the house, I sneak up the stairs, I get undressed in the bathroom. I ease into bed and my wife STILL wakes up and yells at me for staying out so late!”

His buddy looks at him and says, “Well, you’re obviously taking the wrong approach. I screech into the driveway, slam the door, storm up the steps, throw my shoes into the closet, jump into bed, rub my hands on my wife’s ass and say, ‘How about a blowjob?’ … and she’s always sound asleep.”