M is for Mommy, Mrs. Sexy then Me.
Isn’t that the way it seems to go a lot of the time?
Mommy tends to come first. Just this morning I was so proud for hearing my alarm at 6 am – even though I didn’t actually get out of bed until 6:33 am. With my 6 am alarm came the happy gabbing of Miss Denai. It’s great that she was happy and remained happy until Mr. Sexy got her up and dressed. It wasn’t so great that she was up so early on the same day I managed to get up early too! Maybe she has a nanny cam hidden in my room somewhere….that must be why she leaves her toys all over my floor.
Then Mrs. Sexy needs to make an appearance. Does she always? Mr. Sexy will laugh and say no. Why the laugh? Because I try. And when I try, well, it’s more of a comedy show then an enticement for ::wink wink:: More often than not I feel anything but sexy. Ironically, it’s on those days that Mr. Sexy comes home and immediately wraps himself around me and showers me with kisses. Sweaty pits, greasy hair and dish soap. He’s great isn’t he?
At the end of the day I usually try to find Me. Lately we have been calling it: brain rest. Mr. Sexy has been telling me I need it. Apparently we live stressful lives and our brains tend to get overloaded because of it. In an effort to find Me I like to go on walks now that the weather is nice. It has really been a wonderful new little tradition that we have started. I don’t always find Me, though. After being Mommy then Mrs. Sexy sometimes I don’t have room for Me. Mr. Sexy can sometimes see this which is when he orders me into the bedroom for a foot rub and a glass of wine. Falling asleep to that is pretty amazing.