New Year: Day 3 aka the 10th Day of Christmas

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January 3, 2016 by 60shadesofpurple

Jeeze can you believe there are still 2 more days of Christmas? If only the Wise Men hadn’t taken so long to find Jesus…but it isn’t like it actually matters. We celebrate Christmas for months, it happens, shit is over, tree comes down by New Years or shortly there after. We forget that Christmas kicks off the celebrating, not end it. I’m not even a religious person, yet I understand the Christmas season, while others get caught up in it long before it is necessary. I don’t understand, but it is commercialism driving a holiday not about commercialism. Jesus only got 3 gifts. And he had to wait until Jan 6. So yeah. Take that America!

My new year has been delightful. Sex filled. Good food. and its cold. FINALLY! I think they only bad part about the cold is it is making my hand hurt worse. Or it could have been my determination to ride Icarus the other night and I might have put too much weight on my fingers. I wish I could use it again already, but only a few more weeks hopefully! It kinda puts a damper on sex positions I want to do, just for fear of falling or something similar which could hurt me worse and prolong my cast time. Because of my need to ride Icarus, and my awkward balance I have rug burn on the top of my right foot only. lol such a random thing to happen. I don’t know why I even want to have sex on carpet, but he was there and his cock was out and I just had to. Besides he was tired and I wasn’t done with him, so he laid there and took it. Yesterday my blog wasn’t so glowing, but I was being pretty negative and dealing with my friend. I also made it sound like he wasn’t very into it, but he was. My self doubt comes out sometimes, I’m only human after all.

Icarus made up for it yesterday though. I went out shopping and had lunch with my friend Michelle. She said her resolution this year was to be less critical of people. One of the reasons I don’t share shit with her is because she’s judgmental as hell, so I will be interested to see if she can make progress. I got home around 5:30 and laid down and got snuggly in my bed. He showed up a bit after 6 and came and curled up with me. Judged me for watching Pride and Prejudice. Asked me if I had eaten anymore lasagna today (that I made for him on the 1st) because he said that’s what he was coming over for…lasagna. He never ate any. After we had our weird version of foreplay he asked me if I wanted to suck his dick. Of course I do! So since he was being extra sweet I tried to turn it on a little more. More spitting on Bane, more forcing him into my throat where its super tight for him, and shaking him around. But then he took me…he drove it home into me and made me coo. Oh how I wish he could understand how good he makes me feel. How electrified my body stays after he touches me and drives into me. God I can’t help but get hot and bothered at just the memory of his touch and of his ability to reach the right spots. When his fingers dig into my hips or when he grabs my neck, pulls my hair, or grunts in my ear….grrrrrrr! I wish he was between my legs right now. fuck. fuuuuuck.

No Icarus today though. He has football and other fun plans. I have some shit I am going to help with at Leigh’s. Her hubby is currently packing his shit and leaving. So, once he’s gone I’m going to take her and the baby some dinner. Leigh is going to help me drink the rest of the alcohol in my house before my clean eating goes back into effect tomorrow. My last day of eating somewhat crappy and we’re going to have lasagna and wine and cider. If I had cookies, we would eat those too, but lucky for me we don’t!

I hope you guys have a beautiful Sunday. Be good to others, especially yourself!