Dry Humping

 Our lives end the day we become silent about things that matter - Martin Luther King 

Welcome to my Thursday Fun!

During the early hours of the morning...

The bed started to move...

I looked over to hubby, and his arse was bouncing up and down.

 (He was fast asleep and not snoring!)

That Super Model in his dream was making him work!

I prefer this dry humping to snoring any day!

Once the bed stopped moving, I went back to sleep before the snoring started....

Later on, I asked him what Super Model was he working out to...

(He can't remember the dream!)

Hug and brew↑

Breakfast.

Dressed.

A bit late for the walk.

Out in Sexy Beast↓

I get the newspaper.

I made the woman jump in the shop as she wasn't expecting me to boom "Good Morning" while I walked into the shop.

Nipped into Asda for some bits.

Gets back for some much needed coffee↓

Gets my bits ready...

Give hubby a sloppy wet 💋 before I leave.

Plenty of singing to do...

(Feeling quite rusty!)

Looking across the fields of fun↓

Walks in...

Oh dear the sign I haven't been in there since last Tuesday....

All change for me next week...

Finished on time...

Back to more singing...

Back home to enjoy some lunch in the sunshine↓

I had some nice things come in the post.

I wrote yesterday's blog post.

Belated Tea at 3

 I got the evening meal done and put in the oven...↓

Leeks wrapped in ham in cheese sauce.

More of:

With Sleep Tea↓

Friday Feeling is back tomorrow 🎈

 


 

 

Will It Fit?

I spend Hump Day

Doing exactly that...

 Humping things around in my Dining Room.

Making room for my 1950's kitchen cabinet.
Finding things I thought I wouldn't see again.
Like old photos of 1st wedding to ex-plum 😬
On a lighter note, I found more funny books to read...

 When the kitchen unit arrived..

It was so big...

It just about got through the back door!

Of course it isn't going to stop blue...

It's going to be a nice bright colour...😎