Stumbling thru life w/Grace

Sunday, March 06, 2005

Married Playtime

Oh what a week-end! This is not usually my week-end w/o the kids, but I got the X to trade me a few days, so I ended up w/Friday and Saturday day and night alone with my lover! Flipping from mommy dearest over to hot, sexy passionate lover, takes some conscious effort, but is well worth it! and for some reason, the fact that it was not my scheduled week-end to be able to play, made it that much more wicked and fun.

Although Friday was much more low-keyed then Saturday night, we had a wonderful time together with the hot tub, and chatting and even just watchig TV sans kids. We ended up staying up until 3:00 AM. Although admittedly,we were both dozing off and on for the last hour of being up. But even that was satsifying, dozing side by side on our recliner chairs that are actually part of the couch.

Saturday, well saturday was out of the ordinary good times. We had the "prom" (Tempe Governors Ball) to go to, so some of saturday was just devoted to preparations. Picking up the new platinum vest for his tux, and getting my hair done into an "up-do", and last minute shopping, which also consisted of two throw away cameras, for the naughty part of the evening.

Tonights after hour party was some play acting (I always wanted to be one of those actress slash model types, well at least once in a while) So with TWO cameras in hand, and dressing for an ultra formal, swanky dinner dance at one of Phoenix's nice resorts, we were gonna have a little outta the ordinary fun, playing photographer/model. With each getting the opportunity to play the model and the photographer. A little weird? Yes. So? Made for some great foreplay! And a lot of giggling.

Dinner was nothing short of magnificent at the South Pointe Mountain Resort. From the salad, to the fillet mignon, to the desert, which I didn't even know the name of. All the food here was almost too pretty to eat. (I know, my redneck roots are showing. But I think that fact lends itself to my enjoying myself WAY more then those who consider themselves metro sophisticates, who are well schooled in gourmet dining.)

The band, was more the size of a small orchestra, and did play some fun songs for dancing(Minus the one that was hubby and HIS X-wifes wedding song. I didn't let that phase me, or put a damper on the mood for too long) The only problem being is damn it I really like THIER song. Billy Joel's I love you just the way you are. Hell, we were dancing half way thru the song, having a good time before I realized which song it was. Well, that is the drawback in late in life love. All of the baggage, or X's we both drag into our lives. Being that since my baggage adds up to a steam trunk, I really don't have much reason to complain.

The evening turned out wonderful. There were just a couple of tiny snags. The first being while getting ready for the evening. My dress, that I had only tried on once in the store, while not wearing any make-up and not the least bit concerned about messing my hair, proved to be a maze. Getting into that took both myself and my husband struggling for 15 minutes.
It is backless, sort of. With straps criss crossing all over the place, that actually were tied into the straps that went over my shoulders. It was also fairly form fitting at the waist and hips area, which made it damn near impossible, well impossible to step into. It had to go over my head. Over my head with the up-do, that took an hour for a professional to put together. Over my head, that had my meticulously applied make up completed, and perfect. Now, I had to drag this floor length dress with long ass straps over it, without getting make up on the dress or screwing up the up do.

We got it basically almost over my head, although I felt my hair pull a little, I was more conscious of make up smearing the front of the dress.The dress being kinda a bright, light blue, the make-up woulda stood out blatantly. And then the dress got stuck. With my arms straight up in the air, the dress was too tight trying to pull down the rest of the way.(We didn't want to completely loosen the straps, because we would never figure out the puzzle of putting them back correctly. There was a few shits! and fuck! being said on both of our parts. But my wonderfully metro- sexual husband, with his style and flair figured it out much quicker then I would have been able to. I think at one point I yelled somthing about not going and burning that fucking dress! Patience is not a virtue I have much time for. We did finally get it on. But when I glanced in the mirror my "up do", was no longer completely up. I did fix that with a minimal amount of time and effort. We both felt a little undone after all the effort put in to making me look and feel glamorous enough for the festivities. I reminded him, that as women age, it takes longer and longer for us to reach that state of glamour.

We were more then ready for that first glass of champagne, by the time we pulled upfront of the resort. And we bee-lined it to one of the waiters carrying trays of champagne flutes. Our first glass was empty within 10 minutes. By half an hour, I had had 3 glasses of champagne, and the hubby had switched to gin and tonic. (Which I limited him to two, with the threat that I would be driving home, if he had more then that.) We both had a pleasant buzz going on by the time we made it over to the rows of tables holding the silent auction goodies. And I watched in slight amazement as he headed down each table writing our #, 204 over a good third of all items up for auction. I gently reminded him of what happened at the Desert Botanical Gardens Silent Auction, when he had assumed then, that he would naturally be outbid, on most if not all of the items. (We walked out with close to $300.00 worth of cactus. Yes, cactus!)

It was only a gentle reminder, and I was actually slightly amused as well. He had just received his bonus from work. Far be it for me, to say hey, slow down. Especially when half of the items he was bidding on would have directly benefitted me. (The day spa gift certificates, and that digital camera, that I had said I wanted to get a month ago. Of course I would have to learn how to use it first) So when he wanted to bid on the new tux, I was all for it! (hehehehe)

We were then seated at dinner, where he then had a few glasses of wine with the food as well. We checked on our bids, well just a select few, where if we were outbid, we wrote down another bid, and then went and danced a little. The end of the night was drawing near, and they had closed the bidding just minutes after our last foray around the tables. So we went to the cashier to see if we had actually "won" any of the bids. (hehehehehe) She said emphatically, "Oh, yes sir! You "won" quite a few actually!" So one $800.00 debit transaction later, we walked out with all of our loot. Him in shock, and admittedly me giggling softly.(Yes, I know, I'm a bitch)

We had the rest of the evening planned out precisely, but it had not included going thru a huge gift basket full of salon hair products, and around 7 gift certificate envelopes, and looking at my brand new digital camera! And yes, he also got the new tux envelope as well. We adjusted the plans. And I made him feel good, when I suggested he gets the massage from the day spa, and I'll get the facial while he does that next Saturday. There were a lot of great goodies. But I can name 25 other things that would have been considered priorities over all of these non priority items that we "purchased."

We then proceeded to model/photography games that lasted for a good part of the evening. (And no none of the pics were pornographic in nature, just hamming it up, playing sexy and flirting, in various array of dress, but well covered. These photo's WERE going to Kits in the mall to be developed. It was a fun, lighthearted adults only evening! I'll remember it for a long time to come.

We took cameras in to get developed today, in one hour. And then shopped around the mall and had a bite to eat. (With the kids, as their father did drop them off at 6:00 AM this morning on his way in to work) I couldn't wait to see the results of our photo session! When I went in to pick them up after we ate, the technician asked me if I wanted to buy the print that has the complete set of pics on it, for each of the cameras. I said yes, and wondered why he asked me in such low tones, with a conspiratorial look on his face. Was he flirting with me?? I was a little taken aback, as he was YOUNG. Gee, maybe I still "got it" after all....

We went home onto the back patio, and the kids gathered around to look at them to. None were blatant, so I didn't have a problem with them seeing them. The spawn was standing next to me looking over my shoulder, and both kids were laughing at our apparent attempt to look hot. With the how rediculous is this look on thier face. After all mom and Kevin are OLD. All was fine, going thru them, until the one. We were a little buzzed, and tired while playing, but not that bad. The velour long blouse I was sexing it up in, was only unbuttoned half way down. But there dead on with me looking straight into the camera, was my right, completely bared breast, also looking dead on straight into the camera!(Janet Jackson has nothing on me.) Riley the little Satans Spawn busted up laughing! Tayler just let out a disgusted "Ewwww." And I was mortified! If I wanted pics. like that, I have a polaroid camera for those ocassions! And a secret hiding place to put all said pics. Not out in the open looking at them with my family gathered round.

And then flashing before my eyes was the conspiratorial look of the photo tech. and his low voice tones, asking me if I wanted the master of all pics, on the roll. He wasn't flirting at all! He was, embarassed for me?? Oh geeze. I was embarassed, and none to happy with Kevin. I do remember at one point looking down and seeing my shirt gaping open, and asking and making sure he hadn't take one like that. He assured me he hadn't. And I know he wouldn't do that on purpose, as he is definitely more conservative then I am about MY breasts, and who sees them.

I was feeling a little sick, when he grabbed it and put it out of sight in his sweat pant pocket. And Riley realizing I didn't feel good about it did his best to make me feel better. By telling me, "Mom it isn't that bad, it just looked like a flower." I didn't ask my 9 yr old to elaborate, as I really don't want to know what he mean't by that. They all enjoyed the laugh, and we completely moved on to other things.

Overall, it was a wonderful week-end. I do have the kids a few of the days this week, for the trade with the X. But after the fun I enjoyed with my lover slash husband, it will be more then a pleasure taking care of, and spending time with my kids. We had a relaxing, low keyed good day with the kids. And I gave Tayler a manicure, and painted her nails, and took them to the school playround to enjoy some frssh air, and the playground equipment. It was a memorable mix, of family time, and adults only time. I couldn't ask for more out of a week-end. Well, except for the wardrobe malufunction, that is.

11 Comments:

  • So do we get to see the pictures?

    The glamor shots, silly...not the "adult" ones. ;)

    I'm dying to see this gorgeous sounding dress!

    By Blogger Cattiva, at 6:46 AM  

  • Sounds like you two had a really great night!! I'd love to see some pics too, you in your dress of course :o) Too funny on the wardrobe malfunction though LOL

    By Blogger Sis, at 7:34 AM  

  • LOL
    I can't imagine the look on your kids faces!
    Ironic, my 9 year old son's name is Riley! Wow!
    Sounds like y'all had a GREAT time and I want to see those "silly" pics too! Plus, I really want to see the "dress from hell" that had y'all in such a tizzy!
    South Moutain Pointe is lovely isn't it? My fiance's husband practically lives there and we dine there once a week sometimes with him.
    I hear ya about the food!
    My redneck roots show through every single time we eat there! :-)

    By Blogger Jade, at 1:27 PM  

  • Oh, how cute! I love it all. Do I have to admit that I would of went wilder during the photo session? Digital Cameras are good for that. I want my photo session! Anyone know a good photographer?

    By Blogger Brat, at 5:49 PM  

  • Oh, I forgot to say, how wonderful it is to see that married couples still play. Husbands that want to spend time with their wives!

    By Blogger Brat, at 6:08 PM  

  • Catt,
    Hehehehe!!!Well, I am in the middle of having Rachel from Web divas design my site, and a photo blog. It might be a few weeks, but I will put our "photo shoot" on the photo blog, that will have a link from this site. I am glad we used two rolls of film though, as my husband is a wonderful journalist, but he sucks as a photographer. About a dozen had his thumb showing up in the corners of the pics. He did work hard at centering, as that has been a big problem in the past. But I get a good laugh out of it anyway. And I will put the dress in there as well. It really is lovely, and I am very appreciative that he got it for me. But boy was it tough to get on!

    Sis,
    We had a great time! And like I said to Catt, they will be on here eventually. You know me and my computer illiteracy. I have to wait for the pro(Rachel) to help me.

    Jade,
    The looks on the kids' faces definitely varied. Riley's was one of humor, Tayler's was one of disgust. (hehehehe) And I love the name Riley, it is ironic, that both our sons' are naned Riley and both are 9 yrs old! Was it a popular name that year? I don't remember hearing it that often prior to having him, but now it seems like there are Riley's (both male and female) everywhere!
    I LOVE Pointe South Mountain! my kids do as well. Thier waterpark is wonderful. We took them there once for Riley's Birthday a few years back, and he is still talking about it. You dine there once a week?! Man I would be in hog heaven! Damn thier food is great! And us rednecks, we know how to enjoy life, and our food! Whether we recognize what it is is immaterial, if it tastes wonderful. And S. Pte Mountain definitely qualifies in the tasting wonderful!

    Brat,

    You go girl! Nothing wrong with gettin' wild! And didn't I read somthing about a fellow blogger who was once a photographer??? Yes, I think I did. Our very own G-man! I think you should set up an appt. for a photo shoot. And then tell us all about it;-)
    I think, if I were to give advice to a single woman, it would be just that. Find a man who craves time with you.
    Who wants to play, and play with you, not just his buddies. I don't think that is somthing a man can work on. (I could be wrong) But either men are wired to genuinely want to make their wives their best friend, or they don't.If that is the case, and he wants to play with you, it is a garaunteed good time. If he is faking it, or just going thru the motions, you know. That is one of the things I love about Kevin. He made me his best friend, and I don't think a man can honor his woman in a much more rewarding way then this. (My personal opinion anyway)

    By Blogger 3rd Times a Charm, at 10:08 PM  

  • Sounds like a fun weekend, damn those dresses that you have to wriggle into!

    By Blogger Jay, at 3:32 AM  

  • "It just looked like a flower," is the sweetest line ever. I must say, I've never read a description of putting on a dress that was so suspenseful! Will they get it on with the straps in the right place? Will the hairdo survive? Sounds like a WONDERFUL time:)

    By Blogger Susie, at 7:10 AM  

  • Jay,
    I much more prefer simple, elegand dresses, that are easy in and out of. But did feel it was worth the ffort after 3 glasses of champagne.
    ;-)

    Susie,
    Yes, I gotta give the kid an A for effort, in trying to make me feel better.
    I had much more fun writing about trying to get into the dress, then actually doing it. But we did have a great time, none the less.

    By Blogger 3rd Times a Charm, at 8:56 AM  

  • What a fun evening for you! :)

    By Blogger BTude a.k.a. GlassHoppah, at 6:30 PM  

  • bitchatude:-)
    It was. I gotta play Cinderella for the night! Thanks for commenting.:-)
    PS. I haven't "helped" with your project, because honestly, I don't believe I am college intellegent enough to aid in your intellectual class assignment. Hope it's going good though!

    By Blogger 3rd Times a Charm, at 12:41 PM  

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