Alpha Female

Is that how Hubby would describe me? Is that a bad thing? I have been thinking about the kid thing a lot lately, but not in the conventional way (of course). Instead it is more like, "Oh I want a puppy really bad." I don't really fear that. I have never gone from I want a puppy to I want a kid. I've done the prego thing and all I felt was panic...great, horrible, deep panic. I don't ever want to feel quite like that again, not next time. Hubby sometimes indicates he will not be interested. So I start life planning with the other important man in my life, Tildar. When will the right time be? Will we be able to live near one another? What will this adventure be like? It is all about timing isn't it. How exactly will that work?
Alpha female
At work I am an alpha. I like being a leader (not the boss). I like trying new things and then politely insisting everyone else learn from it...is that so bad?

No donuts today, but...

...I stopped THERE again. I bought a pastry today. Where has all my self control gone? I started eating it at lunch and I couldn't stand myself anymore. I threw it out, brushed my teeth, and ate my apple. After work Beadwhore (do you hate that nickname...because I love it and I want to protect your identity)and I went out for dinner and a drink. I got home and felt fat and depressed (crappy day again). So I went for a jog on my street and guess what I saw. I was quite amazed. A dude down the street in his house totally thought he was alone. He was trotting around his house nude. Yes I saw a perky little peter and I wasn't even trying to snoop. HELLO, he lives in suburban hell and he didn't even close his blinds. I never even saw that in Sin City! I think I will get a little more serious about jogging. The scenery is great!


As I was driving home today I laughed when I noticed another left over lunch in my car. This one was from yesterday and I promise I took it to my kitchen and cleaned it out.
I was reminded of what happened a few weeks ago when Hubby drove my car (yes I allow him to drive my awesome new car sometimes). After getting in and out of it a few times he ACTUALLY dared to ask me if I farted in it the last time I was there. WHAT A GROSS PIG...TO ACTUALLY SAY THAT! Of course I replied no, but honestly it did smell pretty rank in there. He insisted that I must of left an old lunch in there or I farted. Well I didn't want him to tell anybody I make a habit of farting in my car so I started searching. DAMN IT! He knows me well. I found an old lunch (that was wonderful the day I ate it)under my junk in the back seat. It was so gross that I actually just threw it all out! It is scary how well D.I.N.K.s get to know each other over the years.