Six Years later and I still have "IT"...

Today is a good day.

I woke up and actually felt good about getting up instead of wanting to roll over and burry my head under the blankets for 10 more minutes of drowned out sounds of Jaiden yelling "Mooooooooooommmmmmaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy.... UMMM HERE!" at the top of his lungs, followed by the sound of him banging his cup against the back of his crib over the monitor. Today, he was still asleep when I woke up. And Ayanna, she always sleeps in till around 8:30 or longer, which equals about 12hrs of sleep since I put them both to bed at 8pm every night.

I lazily got out of bed... walked out of our room... saw that John hadn't left for work yet, and decided to go see what he was up to. Started walking down the hall and he stumbled in from the garage, scarring the heck out of me, but with 3 beautiful roses and a big kiss. Today marks 6 years of putting up with me. It is our six year anniversary from when we started dating. (We are geeks and we totally count this one to.)

So it's our anniversary.. kids are sleeping.. what else is there to do when we have 5 minutes till he has to leave? Others might think of good things a wife should do.. like make him a lunch to take, or even a quick breakfast. Not me. I was still feeling "erotically charged" from this A.M.A.Z.I.N.G dream I had about Nick Lachey. Perhaps because watching something on VH1 last night and I think there was something about him in it... *Sigh* Yeah... good dream. So we used those 5 minutes very productively. Hehe ;) We celebrated our Anniversary with a little morning quickie. Five minutes is more than enough when we've been together so long and know the right things to do to get and easy morning orgasm.

After he left for work, and the kids woke up, I opened the front door to see something else that surprised me. My Hibiscus plants that I planted about 2 weeks ago were in full bloom! I didn't kill them! Which is so surprising, since I have killed EVERY plant I have ever owned. And that is the main reason why EVERY plant in our home is artificial.


Happy Anniversary if you read this Sugar Bear!


(At the Sandals Resort in the Bahamas)

And since it is our anniversary, I thought I would come up with a little wish list... you know.. just in case. It's not that long, because we are about to buy me some boobies, (lol that sounds so funny) and we are taking some great vacations this summer. (See the post right before this one)

Something I have been keeping my eye on since March is this gorgeous bag. It is ridiculously priced, but hey, a girl can dream right?


And it's not like he hasn't spent more than $500 on a purse for me before... For my 25th birthday he bought me another fabulous Coach purse and matching wallet. (Cause I am VERY anal) not to mention he also upgraded my wedding set. Little sneak! I lost a small diamond out of the side of my band and he took my set in, and inside of that Coach purse was my wedding set BUT with a 2CT. center stone!

Ok, so yeah, I am a bit spoiled. But here is just one more item for my anniversary wish list. AND he will benifit from it to!

Little titties.. to Tig-O-Bitties!

Ahhhhh Summer time. To me, it took for-e-va to get here!

(Despite the last post.. John and I have agreed to marriage counseling before we officially call it quits one last time. And putting our differences aside and actually talking it out, we thankfully are making a break through.)


So thinking back when I was big fat pregnant with Ayanna, I loved my big 'o boobs. LOVED them. I was a 36D, and even coming out of that! I have always wanted big boobs (I can't help it, I even stare at other girls boobs if they have them showing, totally looking like a 16 year old boy.) and mix a lil sperm and egg, and that was the magic potion. Then having the baby, (or in my case, 2 babies) and they looked even bigger without that protruding belly, taking the attention off of these massive money makers.

Unbeknown st to me, (and just my luck) after I stopped breastfeeding, my big beautiful full breast... well they shrunk. And if that wasn't enough, I am smaller than I was before! Before pregnancy I was a 34C and on the small side of that C. Now, I am barely a 34B. Then, to make matters worse, THEY FELL. I have small saggy nipple boobies. John thinks they are cute, go figure. But I just can't get over it. Last summer my boobs were non existent. My front was as flat as my back in my (quite cute) swimsuit. Embarrassingly.


(pics taken on a drunken float trip last June.)

Have I mentioned yet that when John and I aren't arguing over stupid things, (because we are both control freaks) we have a pretty good marriage, and are each others best supporter. Even last year while separated we remained friends, supported each other and had family days with the kids.

That being said, I have been complaining for the past few months while summer crept up and my Victoria's Secret Swimsuit magazines started showing up in my mailbox. This year, I want my boobs back. And this summer, I'm doing it!
I have been doing a TON of research on the plastic surgeons here in Kansas City. Tons of reading and studying via the University of Google which option is best for me, and which qualified Dr. I trust to make me a perfect pair of boobies.

With some help (again thanks to Google) I have found him! The (old, but very experienced) man that will be making me the boobies I have always wanted! When I called the office, and the girl asked me why I wanted this surgery, she laughed when I told her that breastfeeding deflated what little bit of blessing my Grandma gave me, cause Lord knows my Mom (and her small 34A's, if you call them boobs) sure didn't, and I wanted my boobs back! I also made sure that she knew that I'm not looking to be the next M.I.L.F playmate of the year, so no monster Pam Anderson boobies, just a full C.. which is just a tad bigger than I once already was.

My consultation is on the 12th of June, and I am so excited! It's actually kind of funny, I keep doing little skits and dances for John, with biggo pretend boobs.. dancing around my stripper pole. (Yes I have a stripper pole in our bedroom, and I don't care how slutty that make me sound or look, because doing pole yoga and pole aerobics is how I lost all my baby weight plus more. And nobody but John sees me make a fool of myself, and he loves every minute of it.)

So at I'm hoping at the end of the consultation they can get me in by the end of June, because one of my best friends if coming in town June 28th through July 9th. Last year we had soooooooooooo much fun. (I'm sure you can feel it in all the ooo's right?!) This year we have more time together, and last year to top. For me, since I haven't been out in a month, what a great way to celebrate with two new girls! Haha
Also we have a week long trip in August to go to the Outer Banks in North Carolina with John's family. We'll be there a week, which I sure will be filled with nothing but days of drinking the finest cocktails relaxing by the pool at this fabulous house, and nights of smoking sweet Cuban cigars, playing card games, drinking (sugar free) Redbull and Goose, taking shots, and picking out one of seven rooms to pass out in, or throw up all over, which ever first.

Yeah... this will be an interesting summer. :)