What's your mood today?

[Rumple Foreskin]

Morning, folks.

My son flew in from LA (to Texas) for a friends wedding over the weekend and bunked with us. So that was a goodness.

Now it's raining and both he and his mother will be leaving to catch a plane in a few minutes. It'll be back to me and the dogs.

Mood: ambivalent

Rumple Foreskin

 

[English Lady]

Washing's in the machine, there's no way it's going on the line. Have to use the drier again.

Mood: lazy. Not even showered and dressed yet. Want to do some cooking as wel, maybe some apple and cinnamon buns (if I can remember the recipe, I lost it somewhere in my many moves over the last few years), maybe some cheese scones - the wife hates dried fruit with a vengeance, but she loves all things cheesy. Maybe also a big pot of vegetable stew to box up and take to work each day for my lunch. Healthy and low calorie.

Yesterday we went for a beautiful walk, up on the downs. It involved going across a field to get to it, and then down a very narrow, muddy, horse-trodden track, but it was beautiful. Wild flowers everywhere, bluebells, still a few primroses, stitchworts in gorgeous swathes of white, cranes bill, celandines, and the occasional well-hidden violets. The elderflower and hawthorn are both in full flower, dripping with creamy and white florets, and the leaves....I've never seen so many shades of green in one place, as we saw yesterday. I love this time of year for the sheer abundance of wild growth. Beautiful. We only walked for around 40 minutes, but because we went down at the start, we also had to go up at the end to get back to the car.....ye gods, I was wheezing like a good'un. But it was definitely worth it. I think today, despite the rain, we'll be taking another walk. The plan is to try and get me fit(ter), and lighter.

it's staying dry here and the sun is trying to break out


We've finished the cinnamon buns (going to have one in a minute) and I've started off some mullagatawny soup in the slow cooker. (Boo calls it sunshine soup) for tea.

I've given the kitchen a good go over and I'm 2/3 through thel iving room. Up to the bedrooms this afternoon. Ahh, the joy.

We had a lovely walk in the countryside on friday on the school trip and discovered lots of bugs-the kids loved it

 

[rgraham666]

I'm going to have to be careful. My mood will be crappy if I'm not.

And I've got a lot of work to do today.

 

[impressive]

*yawn* Y'know, I'll be more rested when that boy's in the same damned time zone.

Hrm, on second thought, maybe I won't.

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

I think I planted 192 petunias yesterday. Plus marigolds.

 

[matriarch]

I think I planted 192 petunias yesterday. Plus marigolds.

Ye gods woman, that's a whole lot of plants. Well done you. I'm having trouble summoning up the energy to plant up 4 hanging baskets and one or two large planters. It keeps raining on me. I'm watching the lawn grow every tiem I go out there. Definitely going to have to cut it next weekend before we go away or when we get back...ye gods. Maybe we should rent out a goat??



Had a lovely day. The delight of viewing my gorgeous wife in outfits to decide which is more suitable for an interview, and then she appeared in a most beautiful ensemble, which I'd forgotten about. It's a stunningly beautiful lightweight cottong long top I bought for her when we spent our glorious week in P-town. God, she takes my breath away, she's so beautiful. We then went out for a drive and lunch in a shore-side pub. I am probably the most proud person in the world when I'm out with her. I just know people are thinking, what has she got that she can have a gorgeous creature like her? *smug grin*.

Did I say? I adore my wife.

 

[matriarch]

*yawn* Y'know, I'll be more rested when that boy's in the same damned time zone.

Oh, believe me, I hear ya. That damned 8 hour difference nearly did us in. One or the other of us was always desperate for sleep, we were so reluctant to let each other go. But, oh my, did it make for wonderful times when we were in the same time zone........

 

[MagicaPractica]

I think I planted 192 petunias yesterday. Plus marigolds.

Ooooo, that should be lovely.

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

Oh, believe me, I hear ya. That damned 8 hour difference nearly did us in. One or the other of us was always desperate for sleep, we were so reluctant to let each other go. But, oh my, did it make for wonderful times when we were in the same time zone........

i can't wait for that...

 

[matriarch]

i can't wait for that...

Just remember not to get so lost in the moment that you forget. I'm still trying hard to remember every moment of our glorious week together in P-town, and I can't. I think we were so wrapped in making each other happy, extracting every moment of waking time together, our memories were on overload. I remember the first proper greeting at Boston Airport, the nervousness, the butterfly tummy, the excitement when I got her text that she had landed, and then there she was walking down the corridor towards me. Me just fell into each other's arms for the first proper clinch, and from that moment on, it was a whirl of emotion, laughter, love, loving, just the simple rightness of being together. We walked on the beech, grabbed quick meals, got up early to watch the sunrise, went to bed late because we didn't want to lose a minute of being together. It was fucking wonderful, and it's just got better and better from that moment on.

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

Just remember not to get so lost in the moment that you forget. I'm still trying hard to remember every moment of our glorious week together in P-town, and I can't. I think we were so wrapped in making each other happy, extracting every moment of waking time together, our memories were on overload. I remember the first proper greeting at Boston Airport, the nervousness, the butterfly tummy, the excitement when I got her text that she had landed, and then there she was walking down the corridor towards me. Me just fell into each other's arms for the first proper clinch, and from that moment on, it was a whirl of emotion, laughter, love, loving, just the simple rightness of being together. We walked on the beech, grabbed quick meals, got up early to watch the sunrise, went to bed late because we didn't want to lose a minute of being together. It was fucking wonderful, and it's just got better and better from that moment on.

i think getting lost in the moment with something like that comes part and parcel, but you're right, remembering every moment is important.

 

[Chantilyvamp]

*hugs everyone*

Mood~ amazed, i looked at a photo i took this weekend and it is freaking amazing if I say so myself!

 

[Katyusha]

PISSED OFF!!!

 

[DesertPirate]

*yawn* Y'know, I'll be more rested when that boy's in the same damned time zone.

Hrm, on second thought, maybe I won't.

Ahh
The all night "real" thing instead of the late night phone version?

 

[English Lady]

Erotically charged: I don't often dream explicit sex dreams, last night I did! and now I'm...desperate. *bites lip*

 

[matriarch]

Erotically charged: I don't often dream explicit sex dreams, last night I did! and now I'm...desperate. *bites lip*

I'm very jealous. I've never had a sexy, erotic dream in my life.

Me: It's Tuesday, but feels like Monday. At least the sun's shining, and now, as usual, cos of coming in here, I'm running late.

Later, lovelies.

 

[English Lady]

I'm very jealous. I've never had a sexy, erotic dream in my life.

Me: It's Tuesday, but feels like Monday. At least the sun's shining, and now, as usual, cos of coming in here, I'm running late.

Later, lovelies.

I rarely have them and I'm wondering what set last nights off *L*

Take care Mat, looks like it's going to be a lovely sunny day.

 

[Untamed_Tygress]

I'm thinking about sunday & feeling a bit disappointed in myself. I had a bondage shoot with a photographer i found incredibly attractive, so naturally i wanted to try and impress him but he ended up sending me home early.
He tried giving me my first lesson in rope suspension, but my body just wasn't cooperating. He tried it one way and it put too much strain on my back, then he tried it another way and got concerned cuz i lost alot of circulation in my wrists. He said he thinks he was probably too eager & didn't put enough thought into the different ways he could do it, & that if we started out on the floor to begin with instead of jumping right into a standing position it might've gone smoother. He did say he's not giving up on me & wants to try it again when he has more ideas though.
I wonder if i'd have to try it inverted or something since all my strength is in my legs?

Another thing he was having problems with is i have larger breasts than most of the girls he's used to tying, & he had a hard time thinking of a design that was both pretty AND comfortable.

 

[Chantilyvamp]

I want to curl up in bed and snuggle all morning. I'm cold from to low of a dose of thyroid meds for days and its warm outside I do not want to study as my brain can not concentrate (again refer to meds) but I'm going to wade in and post my answers. *sighs* Lets hope I don't need to find an editor just for 3 lousy posts

 

[Lady Reiha]

Intrigued.

Only one man in all of Literotica is able to make me blush from simple kindness and words.

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

My regular ritual of silent panic before an exam...

 

[EnglishRoseFox]

Totally exhausted but sated and fulfilled, keep smiling x

 

[lesbiaphrodite]

Bordering on indifferent

 

[impressive]

G'morning, sexy friends.

My mood is: seriously annoyed that I have to lug the eldest to the pediatrician to get a note for school saying he doesn't have conjunctivitis. Damned new nurse at the high school is feeling her oats. She doesn't know my son and is too arrogant to trust those who do.

These "professionals" -- bureaucrats & administrators -- don't have a fucking clue what it's like to have a kid with multiple disabilities. They don't see a trip to the doctor as the total pain in the ass that it is -- the wheelchair, the lifting, the ramps, the van, the parking, the diapers & extra clothes that have to accompany you everywhere you go, the logistics of finding a suitable (safe/clean/discreet) place to change a 75# young man's diaper if it becomes necessary, the hassle of recapping 15 years of complex medical history to a clinic doctor who is unfamiliar with your child & who doesn't have the time/energy to scan all 3 volumes (each 3" thick) of his "chart" -- because you couldn't get in to see his regular doctor on such short notice.



And they wonder why we insist that it's not our children themselves who are the stressors.

At least the weather's nice.

Where Are the Parents?
By Sue Stuyvesant, Parent

Hey everyone. For those of you who don't know me (I'm only an occasional poster) I am mom to Michelle, 9 years old, microcephalic, athetoid/spastic CP, cortical visual impairment, seizure disorder -- and CUTE! OK, now for the reason I'm posting.

To make a long story short, earlier this week a question was asked by some nitwit official as to why there weren't more parents (of special needs kids) involved in the local PTA and other issues that have come up that directly involve our kids. His question, which was passed on to me was, "Where are the parents?" I went home that night, started thinking - and boy was I pi**ed - and banged this "little" essay out the next day on my lunch break. By the way, I took copies of this to the school board meeting that night, gave it to a couple of influential people and it WILL get around.............

Where are the parents?

They are on the phone to doctors and hospitals and fighting with insurance companies, wading through the red tape in order that their child's medical needs can be properly addressed. They are buried under a mountain of paperwork and medical bills, trying to make sense of a system that seems designed to confuse and intimidate all but the very savvy.

Where are the parents?

They are at home, diapering their 15 year old son, or trying to lift their 100 lb. daughter onto the toilet. They are spending an hour at each meal to feed a child who cannot chew, or laboriously and carefully feeding their child through a g-tube. They are administering medications, changing catheters and switching oxygen tanks.

Where are the parents?

They are sitting, bleary eyed and exhausted, in hospital emergency rooms, waiting for tests results to come back and wondering, "Is this the time when my child doesn't pull through?" They are sitting patiently in hospital rooms as their child recovers from yet another surgery to lengthen hamstrings or straighten backs or repair a faulty internal organ. They are waiting in long lines in county clinics because no insurance company will touch their child.

Where are the parents?

They are sleeping in shifts because their child won't sleep more than 2 or 3 hours a night, and must constantly be watched, lest he do himself, or another member of the family, harm. They are sitting at home with their child because family and friends are either too intimidated or too unwilling to help with child care and the state agencies that are designed to help are suffering cut backs of their own.

Where are the parents?

They are trying to spend time with their non-disabled children, as they try to make up for the extra time and effort that is critical to keeping their disabled child alive. They are struggling to keep a marriage together, because adversity does not always bring you closer. They are working 2 and sometime 3 jobs in order to keep up with the extra expenses. And sometimes they are a single parent struggling to do it all by themselves.

Where are the parents?

They are trying to survive in a society that pays lip service to helping those in need, as long as it doesn't cost them anything. They are trying to patch their broken dreams together so that they might have some sort of normal life for their children and their families.

They are busy, trying to survive.

~ ~ ~​

Sue Stuyvesant 10/15/96: Permission to duplicate or distribute this document is granted with the provision that the document remains intact.

Sue passed away in October 2003. Michelle passed away a week before she as to turne 18 in September 2005.

 

[English Lady]

*hugs* Imp. I hope it goes as smoothly as possible for you.