Post by lifeinwoodinville on Jul 23, 2017 14:26:54 GMT -5
I got up at 6:30 this morning and got started on monkey bread for the family. As soon as that was in the oven I fired up the smoker, rubbed a pork butt in olive oil and a spice rub and in the smoker that went. About the time I got the pork going it was time to pull the monkey bread out of the oven.
I loaded up on monkey bread and a Diet Pepsi and sat down to watch Logan. Spoiler alert! They could have called this movie "Wolverine gets a Cheeseburger" because that's about as complex as the plot is. If you watch it for the action, and accept that it's nothing but a sequence of action scenes spliced together, then you'll enjoy it. I admit, I liked the little girl character.
My wife and kids finally emerge from their slumber at about 8:30. I know my wife can smell the monkey bread and the pork, but her only words upon entering the room are "Did you make coffee?" I don't answer. The kids begin talking which ensures that no one can hear the dialogue from the movie, but that's okay, I'm not watching this movie for the dialogue.
My wife begins telling me all the stuff she wants to do today as Wolverine puts his blades right through this guy's skull. My goals are not in alignment with her goals for the day, but we will figure that out later. My kids eat the monkey bread like they have been starved for weeks. My wife asks my daughter to get her some monkey bread, she brings my wife two tiny little pieces on a plate and says "That's all you get mommy, this has a lot of sugar on it and you need to watch how much sugar you eat". My wife is a larger women. I glance over at my wife to see her reaction, she just looks at me with that "Did I just hear that correctly?" look on her face. I nod my head.
My sister in law shows up with her precious perfect child in tow. I stop the movie and leave the room, I can only take her in small doses. My boy follows me becuase he feels the same way. We hide in the kitchen until the coast is clear, then we fire up the movie again. My wife says "I thought the X-Men movies were family films, this seems a bit violent." Wolverine puts his blades through a guy's face and the little girl jumps on some guy's back and puts her blades she through the guy's head. "They are doing father-daughter stuff" I point out. My wife is not amused.
The movie ends and I decide that I am going to take a bath. I get the tub going, I open the window, and get in. The smell of that pork in the smoker is wafting in the window. I just lay there, nice and warm in my bath, enjoying the smell of meat smoking. Off in the distance I can hear my kids bickering about something, but I don't care.
Then my wife comes in, this is highly unusual for her, I'm wondering what this is about. "I'm taking the kids to go buy shoes, when we get back I want to go to the plant nursery." I keep a close eye on my wife's eyes, they never break eye contact with me, and why would they, she is asexual, she would never want to look at my cock. I'm thinking to myself, it's literally been years since my wife has even had the opportunity to see my cock, and she won't even look at it here. Anyhow, I say "Ok" thinking that just means quality time to myself.
Now it's just me and my dog, Lucy, left at home. Ahhh... alone time with Lucy, she's laying at my feet right now.
Anyhow, I just felt like share my morning with someone, so I picked you fine folks. I hope yours was a good one.
I loaded up on monkey bread and a Diet Pepsi and sat down to watch Logan. Spoiler alert! They could have called this movie "Wolverine gets a Cheeseburger" because that's about as complex as the plot is. If you watch it for the action, and accept that it's nothing but a sequence of action scenes spliced together, then you'll enjoy it. I admit, I liked the little girl character.
My wife and kids finally emerge from their slumber at about 8:30. I know my wife can smell the monkey bread and the pork, but her only words upon entering the room are "Did you make coffee?" I don't answer. The kids begin talking which ensures that no one can hear the dialogue from the movie, but that's okay, I'm not watching this movie for the dialogue.
My wife begins telling me all the stuff she wants to do today as Wolverine puts his blades right through this guy's skull. My goals are not in alignment with her goals for the day, but we will figure that out later. My kids eat the monkey bread like they have been starved for weeks. My wife asks my daughter to get her some monkey bread, she brings my wife two tiny little pieces on a plate and says "That's all you get mommy, this has a lot of sugar on it and you need to watch how much sugar you eat". My wife is a larger women. I glance over at my wife to see her reaction, she just looks at me with that "Did I just hear that correctly?" look on her face. I nod my head.
My sister in law shows up with her precious perfect child in tow. I stop the movie and leave the room, I can only take her in small doses. My boy follows me becuase he feels the same way. We hide in the kitchen until the coast is clear, then we fire up the movie again. My wife says "I thought the X-Men movies were family films, this seems a bit violent." Wolverine puts his blades through a guy's face and the little girl jumps on some guy's back and puts her blades she through the guy's head. "They are doing father-daughter stuff" I point out. My wife is not amused.
The movie ends and I decide that I am going to take a bath. I get the tub going, I open the window, and get in. The smell of that pork in the smoker is wafting in the window. I just lay there, nice and warm in my bath, enjoying the smell of meat smoking. Off in the distance I can hear my kids bickering about something, but I don't care.
Then my wife comes in, this is highly unusual for her, I'm wondering what this is about. "I'm taking the kids to go buy shoes, when we get back I want to go to the plant nursery." I keep a close eye on my wife's eyes, they never break eye contact with me, and why would they, she is asexual, she would never want to look at my cock. I'm thinking to myself, it's literally been years since my wife has even had the opportunity to see my cock, and she won't even look at it here. Anyhow, I say "Ok" thinking that just means quality time to myself.
Now it's just me and my dog, Lucy, left at home. Ahhh... alone time with Lucy, she's laying at my feet right now.
Anyhow, I just felt like share my morning with someone, so I picked you fine folks. I hope yours was a good one.
