Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Not sweaty enough

I just ate a bowl of chunky Old El Paso salsa and my nose is sweaty :)

Speaking of sweaty, I promised GH I would write a hot and heavy post this evening. The problem is, I don't want to write about hot and heavy, I want to *be* hot and heavy. Pirates class just doesn't cut it. As an aside, we had a substitute instructor today and he was totally cute. But, by the end of the class, I hated him and wanted to bounce my ball off his face. It was a really great workout and I hope I feel my lower abs in the morning. I think he's back next week too! I digress. Actually, I'd like to digress with him...

The problem with fantasies though is that they're so unsatisfying. I miss physical contact with another human being. I miss holding hands and spooning. The comfort of my head resting in the curve of a broad shoulder. Strong arms wrapped around me, pinning me to the bed so I can't get away from the gentle love bites... Oops, did I say that out loud?



Anonymous said...

I know how you feel.

More than you can possibly imagine.

(Well, not the part about fantasizing about male pirates instructors...)

Elusive Butterfly said...


It sounds better than pilates, doesn't it?

Anonymous said...

Yarrrrr, it does, 'matey.