Yes, I said hoo-ha. At the expense of lowering my wordsmith credentials, I will abase myself to the toddler usage of HOO HA in order to make a fancy title.
Chip and I were discussing our schedule for the day with all of it’s to-do’s and honey-do’s, and I found myself ignoring what was FIRST on his ”honey-do”…
ME.
“Why, I am flattered MR. Pepper, that you find me so irresistible that you seem to forget all sense of reason and logic to where you can’t even give me the much needed list of things we have to tackle for the day. ”
insert heavy sarcasm and a southern bell accent
You see, the Pepper clan is so behind from our recent trips, emergencies and visitors, that this day off without the children is a day to CONQUER the piles and piles of never ending clutter, dust and projects that have descended upon us!
“I’d like to tackle and conquer you. That is the first thing on my list.” he chuckled.
Now, for those of you that follow us, you know that sex is not our problem. We love it, we love each other, we have it and we blog/tweet about how to keep this long lasting love hot and spicy.
But, sometimes, we mess up. Sometimes, we just assume that since we already like it, we don’t need to do things to woo the other into doing it. We assume it’s not needed as much. WRONG!
This goes both ways now. I am not just picking on Chip and his assumption that I am a horny housewife 24/7. There are times he’s so stressed from work and commitments, that he needs a little warming up to. But, he does think, I am raring and ready to go ALL THE TIME.
Au Contraire!
This is the point where I stared at him with all the seriousness I could muster and then authoritatively used my pointer finger to make a faux sing language statement:
HEAD ♥HEART♥ HOO HA
Can you picture it? Me, pointing to my head, then my heart, then, to my…well, you know.
With the look of pure bewilderment, and puppy dog eyes, he looked confused stared at me.
“HEAD. HEART. THEN HOO HA. You got that? I am NOT THERE IN MY HEAD RIGHT NOW. So, honey love, you have to get me there. I promise you won’t regret it.” I said coyly, with a wink and a sly smile.
Of course, he was a raging horny bull the whole day!! There wasn’t a moment that he didn’t remind me of what. was. to. come (no pun) later.
In the end, we could hardly get any real work done. I tried, trust me. Once I told him to work on my head and heart, he got right to work. Sort of.
He told me I was beautiful, and thanked me for things, and stared at me uncomfortably for no reason, and gave me that “come her baby” smile. (thanks Keith Urban)
In one way it built the anticipation, it kept his attentions on me and it kept mine on my hormones.
But, honestly, if I was to give in to him earlier in the day, we probably could of really got something accomplished.
In the end though, it was still worth it. The projects can wait. We bonded and flirted and got absolutely nothing done, except each other.
Married Spice 