Have we met? Yes, we have. The three of us used to have a lot of fun together. Before children, that is. Oh, we still enjoy our time together but now during our visits I feel the need to shield our little ones from any possible dangers. What? You think I'm crazy for allowing my children to have any knowledge of this? Judge as you will but I think it's harmless. In fact, I hope our kids will find just such a relationship someday.
And the children and I aren't present during ALL of their visits. We understand their need to be alone sometimes. But it's after these "unsupervised" visits that I look forward to his return the most. He comes home a different man than when he left. He's happier, more patient, more..... fulfilled.
I thought you might like to see a picture of this mistress. Due to the sensitive nature of this relationship I cannot tell you exactly where she's located. (We wouldn't want just anybody showing up for a piece of the action.) But here she is in all her beauty.
Mistress, meet my friends. Friends, meet...... my husband's favorite surf spot.
7 comments:
this is great! I can tell you dream in "blog". This is well written and funny. I wanna go to the beach.
You had me there for a second...j/k. Tiff, you are a definate blogger at heart! LOVE the way you write!!!
agree...you were born to blog!
great stuff!
oh, i miss the beach!
hi tiffany. i'm glad you found me. it will be fun to keep up with you guys.
Awesome post. That picture of the beach is fabulous.
I like how you said he comes back from his mistress better- happier etc. I need to have that attitude when Dave needs to go do his stuff.
love this post and i love the way you write. thanks for kicking back with us the other night, you guys are awesome!
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