aye carumba

I&#146ve been given a lot of projects to start with my new work at home job. Except for it isn&#146t really a job, just this thing where I do some projects for some guy who publishes a magazine. The magazine itself isn&#146t my cup of tea, but the actual magazine stuff IS so it&#146s kind of cool. I won&#146t be making tons of money, but every little bit helps. Plus it&#146s nice to have something other than baby poop to focus on. Not that I focus on baby poop a lot, but you get my meaning.

I gave Gordon a BJ for the first time in a long time the other night. We&#146re talking a really really long time here kids. Since right before Ryland was born. wowza. It wasn&#146t nearly as bad as I thought it would be and I didn&#146t puke or even really gag that much. BJs are funny in that you sort of forget how to do it when you&#146ve been on vacation for a bit. I guess after a few minutes my old flair and style came back to me, but I still sort of forgot.

I gotta tell you though, I don&#146t much care right now if I ever see another penis again. I&#146m too tired and bitchy and down on myself to want sex. I&#146m half-way serious when I tell Gordon to pick up a mistress, so he doesn&#146t have to keep bothering me. I&#146ve read the books and the magazines that talk about getting your love life back after a kid and the things they suggest make me vomit. All romantic stupid cheesy things. I have zero interest in that noise. Calling it a love life right now just made me vomit.

I suppose I should be more affectionate and intimate with G, because despite his complete lack of maturity, honesty, trustworthiness and dependability, I AM fond of the guy. But everything I have in that department goes to Ryland. I&#146m all cuddled out.

Speaking of Ryland, his farts are so smelly today. What on this good earth did I eat to make him stink so bad? jesus in a tin can.

5 thoughts on “aye carumba

  1. celly belly

    Well, maybe the problem is that you’re just sucking the wrong cock. You need to find your love of the BJ again, Christa. If you could have seen the single tear streaming down my face as I read this entry… I think I need to send you a caseful of gay porn!

  2. DG

    This may be impertinent of me, rude and unabashed but, dont you sometimes wish you could
    strap Gorden in leather and chains, force him onto his hands and knees and shove your own
    throbbing thing into him repetively until he lays there limp, panting and covered in goo?