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The Way To A Man’s Heart

I didn’t learn a whole lot about the kitchen when I was growing up.  It never quite interested me much.  There were always distractions like school and boys and clothes and boys and…well, you catch my drift.  Cooking was definitely not high on the interest list.  But, Mama always told me that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, though, so I have tried on occasion to make something delicious for my hubby.

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An Attic Full of Treasures

I was house sitting at my aunt’s. She lives in this beautiful old house near the lake, and I had been enjoying the water and the warm spring weather all weekend. Before she left, my aunt told me that if I wanted to, I should feel free to explore the attic, where she stored her old books, and also where the previous owners had left some stuff. I’m such a bibliophile, so that afternoon, when my skin felt a little hot from the sun, I wandered up the stairs….

I gasped as I got there, the floor was full of trunks, suitcases, racks with clothes from long gone eras and stacks and stacks of beautiful but dusty books were scattered all over the floor.  In the little afternoon sunlight that entered from the small window, I picked up a book and caressed the cover, almost like I would caress a lover …
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I’m NSFW!

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I am NSFW

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On A Trip

Hey darlins! After all the work I did decorating our new home (well, supervising the work, mostly), the Hubby decided I should come along to the city with him on his business trip. He’s very very good at what he does, so we were set up in a nice apartment for our stay. He wheeled and dealed, and I spent my time shopping, going to the spa, and getting some extensions. So I decided that while he went to a business dinner tonight, I’d stay in, take a hot bath, and settle in with some wine and television. Perfect day!

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Making The Bed

You know, it really wasn’t my fault we had to move to a new neighborhood.  The women in our last neighborhood were so stuffy!  I may be married, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t still look amazing, right? And it wasn’t my fault that their husbands enjoyed looking at me and talking to me.  My hubby didn’t much mind when I told him we’d need to move. He said he knew I was a hellraiser from the day he saw me doing body shots in that honky tonk.  But he said as punishment, I’d need to put our bed together myself while he’s at work.

 

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Put Some Muscle Into It

My first love was a classic 442 convertible, the only thing that could get more attention than me topless.

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