February-ing

We're half way through February and let me just say it's been STUPENDOUS!

His Holiness has been most creative: chocolates (imported), lovin', chocolates, sweet spankings, more lovin', more sweet spankings, lots more chocolate. I've gained a couple of pounds; Cowboy has lost a few… We both need to take regular naps.

Valentine's Day was a biggie. I wore my annual heart-shaped bustier, red high heels and sweet smile. Cowboy never seems to tire of that particular outfit. Naturally I made him work for it. He chased me up the stairs to the 2nd floor, got shoved aside by the pups who always enjoy a game of chase and catch and when he got too close too soon, I threw my high heels at him. I escaped his huge Popeye arm reach when he ducked my shoes, sic-ed the pups on him and made it to the bedroom where I jumped in the closet.

When he finally got to the bedroom and demanded to know where I was as if there were so many hiding places he couldn't find me… tsk
I jumped out of the closet wearing his cowboy hat and my birthday suit.

The man practically beamed.

Naughty stuff ensued. I bet that was a big surprise, huh?

We've gone through a couple of buckets of chocolate paint. Painting our birthday suits in February is another annual tradition although sometimes the giant squid surprises me with his painting skills in other months. And as old as he is, he can still do pushups with me sitting on his back. I might note that he does seem to lose his concentration and sometimes his balance when I scoot under him in the middle of a pushup. It helps that my birthday suit doesn't wear out…

We've eaten lots of pasta – carbo loading for all the physical stuff that happens. We've eaten peachy things in a variety of recipes and we've watched some naughty movies that we rented on pay TV. I think the naughty movies are so-so but they give us ideas…

We lock the critters in another room when we want to use the living room as the place to anoint with our lovin' games. Some things simply don't need an audience. Cold noses and curious (and staring) cats can deflate our activities.

I broke down and shared some chocolate/raspberry mousse, chocolate/espresso pudding and other chocolate delicacies. It's one of the few times during the year I don't hog the good stuff. Naturally I expect sweet rewards for my generosity. Cowboy is equally generous; he always surprises me with sweet momentos of the holiday.

Snow and ice persist. I've managed to create a few more snow people but the constant high winds are a little unsettling. The winds howl, the fireplace crackles, the animals pace a little. I hide under the covers or under my husband's arm. We had a brief lightning storm. I was ready to sleep in the closet but the pups crowded in with me and didn't leave any room for a giant squid. Needless to say… he pulled me out of the closet, landed a swat on my teeny tiny backside and announced we were sleeping in our bed.

Tsk! Wasn't me who took up all the space in the closet.

Two more weeks of February to enjoy. I'm loving it. Thinking up new and naughty ways to tease my husband – he's still able to chase me down even though he's now soooo old, he can't remember exactly how old he is.

SWAT!

Tsk!

~Sar~