"When thee asks or suggests, I am like putty in thy hands, but when thee forbids,thee is barking up the wrong tree."
~Gary Cooper/"Friendly Persuasion"
This pretty much sums up how I feel about the public school system in general. I got a letter from the school about the new dismissal plan. This line stands out:
"Parents will not be allowed to walk up to the front door area to pick up their child."
Oh yeah, says who? I realize that the district has moronically decided to dismiss all the classes at the same time instead of staggering them and this causes unbelievable traffic and confusion, but the arrogance of that statement is infuriating. They don't offer an explanation or an apology for the inconvenience, just demands, forbiddance and non sequiturs. I feel like a fucking sheep (not to be confused with fucking a sheep). I pay enough in taxes that picking up my daughter off the roof doesn't seem like an unreasonable request.
Onto more interesting things.
I've been getting to bed so late and getting up so early that Jethro's and my lovemaking schedule has been thrown off. With Jethro studying for his hardest finals, it has been more compulsive than ever - twice in the evenings and another at around 3am. I am always more than happy to oblige since I'm usually the one asking, but last night at 3am, I was so tired I just couldn't do it. I told Jethro that he was more than welcome to have at, and he did. I didn't do much except limply hug him.
Now I know that some women do this all the time, but it is a rare thing for me. I can only recall one other time when I just let Jeth do what he wanted. It was weird. After he was all done, he said, "I can't believe you let me do that." I mumbled something like no problem and went back to sleep. I can't tell if I'm a really good wife, or if I have a really huge guilt complex. Probably both. At least he's grateful.
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You're a good wife, trust me on that Z.
JP, you are going to laugh at me, but you almost made me cry. That was really sweet. Thanks.
A little emotional today, Z? :o)
YES! You don't want to know why. No "Whiter Shade of Pale" for me today. And forget about the news or the Olympics. I'll have to go around with a bucket under my chin.
Believe me, it isn't Jethro's modus operandi. Usually I will end up getting into it in spite of myself, but this time it was all him. I wouldn't have let him though, if I thought he was the type to take advantage of it. I think he felt bad too.
Thank you Tony. I bask in your generous praise which will probably go straight to my head.
As long as it doesn't go to your hips. :o)
JP, you are such a wit
Did you mean to say twit?
No. I meant to say that you are so witty.
Hey, I was fine with witty or twitty...as long as I'm SOMETHING. :o)
You are something.
So are you, Z. Jethro's a lucky, lucky man.
awwwwwwww. :-)
Zelda -- You're the kind of wife I would strive to be and I hope I find my Jethro someday. BTW, fuck the sheep thing.. pick your daughter up at the front friggin' door and dare the morons to say something.
I'm trying not to be too rebellious. I'm saving my capital for the really big things to come. My parents were the anti-establishment types and my schooldays were made pretty difficult because they wouldn't keep their fool mouths shut. But I can see their point now.
Oh god, I make it sound worse than it was. Jethro is (was) under a LOT of stress from finals. Sex keeps him focused. He would probably "yak many out/off" (I'm not up on masturbation terminology) if I weren't around. Every so often, one of us will wake the other in the middle of the night to have it off. It's always been nice. If I'm not fully awake right away, I still get into it after a few minutes. This one time, I was just too tired, and poor Jeth was already past the point of no return. It didn't cost me a thing to just let him finish, but he felt bad. I don't care personally, I just wondered if I might be too submissive.
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