Really quiet and it's been nice. Jon let me have the kids an extra night because my schedule is screwy this week. So that was very nice of him. Made me cry. He really didn't have to give up the night. But once he realized that I wouldn't be with my kids for 12 days straight at night he told me to stay with them. So we got to hang out and I took them to the local arts and music festival. We had an amazing night. It was so much fun and I can't wait to do it again next month. So much to do and see. "J" was mesmerized by the music. Couldn't keep that kid from dancing. "C" was a little bit introverted but warmed up after he saw me and "J" having so much fun. He's still a bit young for everything that was going on around him. We let the teenagers go my "A" and all her friends went with us. They really are a great group of kids. I'm glad she has them at this time. I know they all talk about it because when she's not around her friends tell me how she's doing. They want a end of the year party and we've got most of it planned out. They are all very excited for it.
I'm finally back to exercising full time. Ran over 15 miles this week plus today did a 20 mile bike ride. I feel wonderful (well besides my bike seat being embedded in my ass). My food isn't totally up to par..but with living between houses I haven't been very good at planning. That's what I'm going to work on this week planning out my meals better. I can exercise till the cows come home but if my diet is out of control the weight will stay on. So keeping a food journal this week and paying attention to everything that crosses my lips.
Speaking of lips I'm craving a make out session. I'm talking a kissing session like I use to do in high school. Where it felt like you were trying to swallow the other persons tonsils. The rubbing up against one another. OMG the dry hump (LOL). Hands everywhere, no words just grunts and groans. I miss those make out sessions. I have one friend with the perfect kissing abilities. I mean perfect. Soft lips, perfect wetness, I swear he's had to have been working on his kissing his whole life, or he really is just blessed in that department. From shoving me up against a wall, to grabbing a handful of my hair and dragging me up to his lips. Every time I lose it just a bit more. I could kiss him forever. I miss his lips, I miss hanging out with him. Maybe one day soon we'll get some time to hang out. Until than guess I'll just dream of him even more.
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