So why not blog?

Its over 40 out there, and the fan in the corner is barely keeping up. It's lovely, though I suspect my computer will overheat and shut off randomly.
In laws are leaving tomorrow morning. Mum spent the morning packing. I have a sense of relief about it all. I suspect Obi does too. The other night he was trying to convince me to have sex with him, bless his soul, and I was tired as hell and way stressed. His parents have that effect on me. And I knew they weren't asleep yet, and by the time the baby was down, everyone had showered and mum barged in for one last pee I was over it. I'm like "I love you. I find you attractive. But I'm not interested. I just want you to let me sleep. I'm really stressed - and they are still awake out there..." he's like "I can't wait til they leave!" and I was a bit shocked. He used his aggressive voice and everything... and I think I've only heard that voice, what, four times? Then he's like "If you don't mind I can do it myself" and I'm like, what the hell kind of shit wife have I become? I hate hate hated it when I was the one with the stronger libido and he was always knocking me back. When I was younger I even had a "don't say no" policy where I'd follow through always - except if it was too painful. So I'm like "No, that will just make me feel like shit. (And keep me awake anyway) let's just do it. But you owe me one. Next time you don't want to and I do, I'll be reminding you of this night." (Romantic bargaining eh? Am I the only one who has a relationship like this?)

Anyway, it was possibly the best sex of my life - or in the least, the best I've had in a year. (I've struggled to orgasm since, well, since we got married actually) And now I remember what it can be like I'm all YEAHHH! So you can probably guess what I've got in mind this weekend hey? This is beside the point though. The point is, they are leaving and it's ok for us to be happy about it, because we're planning a holiday in April anyway and we'll see them again then.

Thinking of which, I wonder if we can stay a couple of nights with his cool grandma (he still has two, lucky bastard. But one of them is cool and the other isn't.) instead of with the parents? That's when we find the money for this trip. Our accounts are looking very sad. I had to dip into our savings to pay the rent last fortnight, and I'm doing it again today. Shameful. Well have to have a couple of boring months so we can get back on track.

Owlet's naming party was fun, and again I was happily surprised how great everyone was with putting up with my strange religion. It's nice to be met with curiosity rather than discrimination. My mate came up from Melbourne too, and we got a lot of time to hang out. It was a bit odd. She was quite stressed because her daughter was being a bit of a shit, and she's never been the primary caregiver - she's the bread winner.. So the little girl is testing the limits, and doesn't understand why her daddy isn't there. And this mate is even blunter than me, she says exactly what she's thinking, no matter who you are. So I knew she got a bit miffed with my family a few times, and a bit grumpy because of the heat and whatever so I thought she was having a miserable time of it... and then she's like "I'm so glad I came. I'm having lots of fun" Odd way of showing it! But yeah, it was really good of her to make the effort, especially as they just moved back to this country a week before.

Just to think, come next Monday, everything will be back to normal... but a different kind of normal, because I've never really had a chance to know what it's like day-to-day with Obi working and Isis home with me. We had two weeks there but we were mostly settling in, and I was still in recovery. It might even be nice to not have any adventures for a while.

Well, except for a trip to Maitland in February - My childhood best friend is having a balloon release for her little boy that died in the womb so we'll have a weekend trip for that. (And yes the environmental irresponsibility of a balloon release does make me a little angry, but I'm keeping my mouth respectfully shut)

And our anniversary is in Feb too. One year. One awesome year! Can't believe how great 2012 was for us. So I'm thinking (seeming it's a Tuesday and he'll have to work) I will print off a whole heap of photos and buy crape paper to make streamers. I'll staple the photos on the crepe paper and fill the house with long streamers coming down from the roof. (Sorta similar to the photos seen in Taylor Swift's "mine" film clip.) It shall be awesome.

Then maybe I'll ask Bec to look after Isis, order in some sushi and make a feast picnic in the lounge room. Or something. Oh! I might even wear my wedding dress and let him do not very PG things to me while I'm in it...because he has dropped some hints. Though, I'd have to admit to someone (probably Bec) what I was doing because I'd need help to get into it... So the question is... would it be worth the embarrassment?

I'm taking ideas anyway!

And of course, once things are back to normal, I'll be here more often. In the past month there are many new faces and I'm like Who the hell is that?! Haha...