Godot has arrived!

HLM just called me to inform me he is sitting on Godot, the new couch. Third time's the charm! Godot apparently is large and green, and half of it was cut in half with a circular saw to get it up the stairwell (yipes). But it got put back together again. The waiting is over--we can look forward to the sitting, the reading, the sex, the napping, the folding out of the bed for weary travellers, and the buying of the rug to go with it.

And more sex... oh, yes, I am definitely feeling sexy again. I had, if I counted right, which I'm sure I did not, about seven orgasms last night. I know I'm channeling Phedre here, but... sometimes we're given gifts, and all we can do is take them when they're offered, especially if they involve handcuffs.

This, by the way, is good timing. HLM has to travel far away for most of next week, and it's just as well he remembers why it's good to come home--not that he ever forgets for long, I think, having the kitties there too. :) What an adorable little family I have. I'm reminded that the sadness in my life is not enough to tip it out of balance.

As a final note, this little game is strangely graceful.... give it a try, it's short.