Promises That I Probably Won't Keep

Most people make New Years' Resolutions. I did not make any this year. Know why? Cuz just like everyone else on the planet, I never keep them.

This year on NYE, I was in bed by 11 pm because I had to get up early the next morning. At 6 am. That's like torture. The sun is not even up then. I'm not supposed to be up then either. It's not natural. Sorry for those of you who get up that early. I used to. But now that I'm a happily kept woman, I don't have to except when I go see my son. And that weekend I went to see my son. And I was all alone, because MM was at work. So I brought in the new year by going to bed early, with no man in my bed, and no resolutions to make. It makes it much easier to start the new year when you know you aren't going to let yourself down.

I do hope to better keep up with my blog though. I don't know how much I will post on the other one because, let's face it, there's only so many posts of "had a great visit with my son" type of posts that people want to read. However, life with MM has been interesting on a daily basis.

For example, the other night after some of the Awesome Sex, MM decided he was thirsty. He came back into the bedroom with a Mt. Dew. Of course it came out of the fridge. He decided to stick it on my back. After me being all satisfied and stuff. Well he couldn't just try to stick that cold ass can on my back once. He had to do it more than once. Like a zillion times. I was wiggling all around trying to keep that can off my back. I flung my hand around my back to ward off an attack. Suddenly, Mt. Dew is spraying EVERYWHERE! And I do mean everywhere. Being as we were still naked, washing it off us wasn't so hard, but it was all over the sheets, the blankets, the pillows, the walls, the curtains, the carpet, and even the t.v. halfway across the room. Apparently when I flung my hand around, I caught my ring on the can and ripped a hole in it. Who'd-a thunk it? It's not like it's a monster sized ring. It's just a regular size.

So after having some late night, cuddle before you sleep type satisfying sex, we had to get up and clean the entire bedroom. Oh, but it doesn't end there....

While we were cleaning up the room is when I realized that the tv had been sprayed as well. I grabbed my sweatshirt that was laying on the floor to wipe the drops off the screen. Then what do I do? Wellll, so glad you asked. I made another mess. I have a couple of candles on top of the tv. One is a small vase with blue pebbles (you know the ones that go in the bottom of the fish tank), and has a tealight in the vase on top of the pebbles. Yeah, I dumped it off the back of the t.v. So now not only do we have drying Mt. Dew all over the bedroom, we now have little blue pebbles all over the place. I did the only thing I could do. I left it there. I walked away and left the mess. I wanted a cigarette. I went out to the living room as we don't smoke in the bedroom. I sat my ass down in the rocking chair and lit my cigarette. At one point when I went to flick my ashes in the ash tray, I knocked my hand into the can of Diet Pepsi and knocked it over. Fortunately, I did catch the can before it tipped all the way over. It did not spill, but made me figure I should go to bed before I spilled the can or the ashtray. I smashed out my cigarette. I went to the bedroom and crawled into bed. I decided that i needed the end the day before I did something else to make a mess. It worked. I didn't make any more messes that night.

You ever have one of those days that you make mess after mess, but you can't help but laughing? At least we can keep laughing.