Hairydog, This was too funny! Yep, I got all those jokes and was even nodding my head at a few (the Johnson's shut-ins one for sure!) with the only notable exception being that I think Budweiser tastes like sh*t.
Yes I am starting to feel like myself, mentally. Physically I am having a bit of a setback and am a bit depressed about that..
However, last night I had a dream that was very interesting. I was in a Mexican restaurant and the owner of the place came to our table to ask how everything was. I replied that it was delicious. This big beefy Latino fella replied back, "I'm glad you are enjoying your meal. If there's anything I can do for you, let me know." Now this doesn't read sexy but in my dream it was hot..he was boring holes in me with his eyes and all those other romance novel cliches. Next thing I know, I am in a room alone with this man (guess H was back at the table enjoying his chimichanga, LOL) and he was sitting in a chair and I was standing over him, straddling his legs. It was clear we were having sex, although we never came into contact! I think my brain is protecting my sore squeezy bits from anymore trauma. It was very satisfying in my dream and the fact that he was not touching me did not seem weird at all. I wonder if contact with my nether regions will ever sound normal again...? I'm sure it will, but what a strange concept these days!
Thanks for the laugh, Hairy, you always seem to know when I need one.
Honey, who is trying not to set herself up for a fall when H does not notice or comment on the jeans.
