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Post by spike99 on Apr 21, 2007 20:45:38 GMT -5
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Today, I was in my back yard. Retrieving wild rolling balls (as my kids played soccer), I collected some blown garbage junks off our lawn and also inspected on our outer fence. I do this outer fence inspection task every month. While walking along the back fence, I hear some giggling. A women's voice giggling in the distance. Wondering what this sound is from, I parted our cedar hedge and took a look. YES - I caught them in the act. My neighbors in their hot tube, no cloths on and they were having some LB4K (Live BeFore Kids) necking fun. Necking away, giggling away and enjoying themselves.
Nope. I wasn't peeping. Isn't my style. Just caught them "in the act" and immediately left them alone. Their actions made me reflect back in life. Back in life before my wife and I had kids as well.
Regardless of your current health, do find the time to have sudden "romantic moments" with your spouse as well. Perhaps one day, my wife & I will have special LAK! (Life After Kids) events in the future. Only time will tell....
For a Saturday with excellent weather, did you see anything interesting in life??? Something that made you reflect back in life and think about "the good old days!!!"??? Just wondering...
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Post by morningstar on Apr 22, 2007 13:03:35 GMT -5
Spike,
Funny you should mention that. Last evening Tom and I both wanted something sweet. Yet nothing really sounded good either. And we got to talking. About how when we were kids we made Taffy and how hot it was to handle and how long it took to pull it and the putting the peanut butter in it. So yep you guess it. Me in my motor wheels and my Tom we made us some Taffy It was fun and the best thing we have eaten for a long time. And you know what it is still just as hot to pull and takes just as long. The worse part for me was always the butter on the hands. Still is today. We had a great time.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2007 13:31:31 GMT -5
LAGK is more my style (love after grand kids) ... today my lovely bride and I set out squash plants ... we LOVE squash, especially me ... only we had the 'assistance' of one of our grandchildren who was not only allowed to watch, he was 'encouraged (indeed commanded) to assist.
Later tonite, we'll get close together ribbing in the ben-gay after the day's exertions.
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Post by spike99 on Apr 22, 2007 13:38:58 GMT -5
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Doing something "romantic" or something from "the good old days" is lots of fun.
Although... Some things in the past cannot be done again. For example.... When my wife and I were young, we used to go skinny dipping. While living in the deep country, one could easily run across the back fields, hop into the clear stream, have a little swimg and some" rope swinging" and head back to the house. The typical afternoon on those really hot summer days. Oh ya... The good old days...
Approx 5 years ago, our oldest son (who is also disabled at birth) gets a free above ground swimming pool. It was from a special Dream Wish program for surviving his cancer. They provided / installed the pool and we had to get the permits for it. And, build a proper deck for it. After 6 months of "building away", I finally get this pool, its deck, its extra lighting and all its trimmings installed. One night back 4 years ago, each of our kids were in bed, its around 1:00 AM and I finally talked my wife into some skinny dipping. Just like "the good old days - quick `run in and run out`" event. I get undressed, she gets partially undressed and she tells me to walk down its stairs - to tell me how its water temp was. I go down to my knees and its freezing (and I mean, freezing) cold. Like all husbands to like to laugh at their wife, I tell her the water temp is great. "She's gotta jump in - bum first like she usually does."
Out from around the corner of our house, we hear a voice. Its my neighbor and she's running over too see who's in our new pool. It might be one of our kids (who snuck out the back door), or it might be a few teenagers - for a quick "dip and run". I hear her voice, my wife naturally flips on the lights (picture a foot ball field being lit up with one master switch) and picture me instantly diving into the freezing waters for cover. At that instant, I had 2 choices. Get out and been seen or dive in head first with a shallow dive. As I'm coming up from the freezing cold water, they are "on deck" laughing away at me. My teeth were rattling from the freezing cold water and instant lighting is making my bum look whiter then an ice field. Guess the last laugh was on me... (so sad).
Lesson learned.... If you do plan to perform a few "good old days events" like you use to do, do it wisely. These days and our age, one can still get caught. YES - Even in one's own back yard!!!!
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Post by morningstar on Apr 22, 2007 14:08:30 GMT -5
Spike,
Your funny. And a pleasure to have as part of this forum.
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Post by cheryl on Apr 22, 2007 22:26:05 GMT -5
All I can see is this little white bum - chuckle chuckle  |
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