I feel so much better now that I’ve caught up on my sleep. I slept for a good 9-10 hours.
I sent letters to Shelly, Kim, Bob, Larry and my folks and told them all about our trip and how I lost at first, then broke even where the casino basically paid for me to gamble, and then won. I left out how I was carded twice.
I forgot to mention how Bunny went swimming a few days ago and yes, he swims just fine. Even better than Piggy, in a sense, cuz he can get out and Piggy can’t. I put Bunny into the water about a few feet from the stairs and he swam to the top step, then hopped out from there.
Upon coming home, there was a nice treat waiting for me from that address label company I use. Due to how much I’ve bought from them, I’m now a preferred customer and can get quicker service, a 10% discount and they sent me 10 different labels. Some were pictures and some were drawings and they consisted of two Snoopy ones, unlike the ones I’ve got. A smiley face, horses, a pretty teacup, golf balls with faces, a country scene, a teddy bear reading a book, an American flag, and a birthday cake that says Happy Birthday on it. That’ll go on my mom’s birthday card. These labels only had my name on them, though, cuz the catalog is in just my name.
Later...
I can’t believe this husband of mine when it comes to sex and a kid! I went to apologize to him for going off on him about something earlier, then I fibbed a bit. I said I was sorry that I “forced” him into agreeing about next month and making the baby then and all that bullshit. Well, I didn’t force him into this agreement and he should’ve said so, but I think that that’s his way of getting out of something that once again, he isn’t ready to do, but can’t help but say he is, cuz he knows how much it means to me.
Later...
Tom and I had fun earlier, which was nice, but as usual, he didn’t cum.
I also called Shelly and she was on her way out to get her kid’s hair cut. She said she’s been thinking of me and of calling me and that it’s her turn to call, so she’ll call back soon.
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