Well, my return to work was of course eventful. I think I should have stayed on the beach. I was great at making sure the waves only touched the very tip of my beach chair and I became a professional in the art of applying sun tan oil.
Yet all good things must come to an end. I am not even going to go into details about work. It seems to be repetitive. All I will say is that I will be passing out the Village Idiot T-shirts before leaving today.
On the home front all is well. DB went to camp last week and is visiting relatives this week. Last week I missed her, but I also realized the importance of having time a lone. This week I am really missing her and have to come to realize the quiet is just too quiet. I can't believe I just said that....but I really hate knocking around that big house without her. It just doesn't feel right.
R and I are taking full advantage of our time alone. Last night after a glass or two of wine we decided to hit the hot tub.....au natural.
It was a beautiful night and hanging out in the hot tub was the perfect way to melt away a Monday. This morning while we were getting ready for work I thought of something.
AM: Honey, do you think any of the neighbors could see us last night?
R:

You worried?
AM: No, I was just wondering if any of them were hanging out upstairs in their houses and caught a glimpse. That would be embarrassing.
R:

No, that would be funny.
AM: Seriously, I mean what if when I walk out to get the paper they are covering their children’s eyes and rushing back into their houses?
R: That would be classic AM.
AM: You aren't worried about it?
He stands there with the Cheshire cat grin on his face. I know he is trying to hold back the laughter and jokes. If you knew R that in itself is very very difficult.
AM: Never mind.
R: Hey, if anyone saw us last night at least they got a good show.
AM:
R: Maybe we inspired romance on the block.
AM:
R: I wonder if they could see your tan lines from last week?
AM:
R: Maybe they...
AM: Shut up...I get it. Enough already. Go fetch me some hot tea.
He throws a pillow at me and soon is well on his way to making AM naked and neighbor jokes. I fear I opened a whole can of worms with the boy.
At lunch today he sent me the following text message:
Honey, I drove by the house and thought you should know that the neighbors are protesting outside your door. I think the signs said Heathen.
Yup the boy is a riot. But I do love him. I admit I am helplessly and hopelessly in love with the boy. Last week when we were on vacation everyone kept asking us if we were honeymooners. I am guessing we were the kind of couple that made single people want to vomit.
Yet, for once in my life I know that I am really in love and I know he really loves me. And for the first time for me love is just easy. And I am savoring every moment of it.
Now let's just hope that I make it through another work day and that my neighbors don't start asking me if I am a nudist.
Take care out there everyone....

AM