Well hubby is feeling better and I am not sure that is such a good thing. We work at the same university and usually I bring our lunch and we eat in my office it saves $$ plus we get about an hour of no kids. Well yesterday he dropped the bomb on me. I was hugging him before he left and I told him after Mother Nature left (I am 48 shouldn’t these visits be over by now) I wanted to have a spanking session and wiggled my eyebrows at him. I thought I was being cute.
He looked at me and said oh we are going to have a spanking session alright I owe you a few. My heart stopped. I had worked extra hard this week to be good because I knew he was sick and didn’t feel good. After I picked my jaw up off the floor I asked him why what had I done. It seems I have sassed him and was disrespectful in front of one of the boys (I am not AD...oh look pretty butterfly- I honestly don’t remember sassing him.) I used the debit card without telling him (hey in my defense the car needed gas and I laid the receipt on the computer desk), he said there were more but his didn’t have his list with him. (Thanks Leo he got this idea from you. Judy I think we need to have a post-it note burning party.) Great now I am trying to figure out just what all I have done.
This morning on the way to work I was informed that we are not going straight home after work that we are going to Lowe’s. He wanted to price a solid door for our bedroom and he had a few other items to pick up and gave me a very long hard look. Yes I knew what that look meant. He wants a dowel and to get the supplies for a Loopy Johnny. Here I was worried that he didn’t want this life style, but …NOOOO! He is just worried about the kids hearing and about hurting me.
Not just our kids. You have to understand our boys are college students and they live at home to avoid dorm cost and well we really should just install a revolving door instead of a regular front door. I never know who is in our house. I walked through the other evening and there was someone knew in there and I stopped and turned around and said “you’re new” they all laughed. I was surprised this morning to find no one asleep on the couch or in the middle of the living room floor; although finals are over and everyone is leaving to go home for the holidays. We live about 1 ½ miles from campus and the boys’ friends and girlfriends see our house as an escape from the dorm. We LOVE having them here don’t get me wrong, but it sure does “cramp” ones style sometimes. Hubby keeps reminding me just two more years and they will all be gone and then we will miss all of this. He says this is our reward for talking to the boys about any and everything. It is a nice feeling knowing they feel comfortable enough to bring their friends to our house. It really is a blessing, how many parents can say they get to share this time of life with their kids?
Well at least I know there will be no bare bottom spanking this weekend. That is something we agreed on when we started this journey, no bare bottom spanks during that time of month. Plus it is our baby’s 21st birthday so dad will take him out and buy him his first “legal” beer. Mom is not stupid she is not even going to pretend that she doesn’t know he has a drink before. Besides he is a Marine reservist and has spent the summer in Morocco where there is no drinking age. I don’t even want to think about what he did over there!

I bet you are happy your super man is feeling better. It sounds like he has your backside well in hand. : ) and to think you were worried.
ReplyDeleteLeo said he was glad to be of help! lol! Your husband has peaked his interest in the whole 'loopy johnny' thing!
ReplyDeleteI am sorry Judy I read this at lunch with hubby here he told me to post it.
ReplyDeletehttp://wilswife.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-make-loopy-johnnystep-by-step.html?zx=c87fb8fa6c9e98f2
This is where he got his idea. Blame Wil.
I had to chuckle when you so confidently stated that in just two years they will be gone, and you can have the house to yourself then. They may leave, but they come back. Every parent I have spoken to that has kids that moved out, has agreed with me. They come back. Eventually they do leave. Right now, we have a moment of no kids, but I fully expect that some time in the future, that one of them will come back. (Humming "the cat came back, we thought he was a goner, but the cat came back....)
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