Wake up, roll off pink sheets and head to laundry room. Dump week's clothing in soapy water and put to spin. Add car wash soapiness to water and wash country road dust off the chariot. Enjoy the coolness of the water in the already sticky 7am heat. Take clothes out of machine and hang out to air dry. A little sun does wonders. Immerse tired, chocolate body under shower. Apply facial peel and wait. Read Sunday paper, and remark on how good looking Obama is. Wash off peel and head to kitchen for breakfast. Cut a slice of cold watermelon and take plate of melon chunks to study. Turn on computer and check emails. Start composing first email.
Dear X,
Foreplay is intimate and it depends on the likes and dislikes of your partner...
Sex is interesting, but it's not totally important. I mean it's not even as important (physically) as excretion. A man can go seventy years without a piece of ass, but he can die in a week without a bowel movement. ~ Charles BukowskiThe Indian, of half-sex fame, emailed me this morning for sex tips. There is a bitter irony here in that he is asking ME for sex tips when I am single, alone and not having sex. But this is what friendship is about. You take that Dr Who time machine and go way back to when you were getting serviced and try to force the memories to the surface so you can pen 5 long back-to-back emails, over a plate of cold watermelon chunks, to the recently de-flowered, recently married Indian who does not know his ass from his penis when it comes to sex. The emails are amusing and entertaining me this morning, but the rest of the day lies ahead and at least he has sex to make it easier. Watermelon chunks can only take you so far.
What a highly organised start to Sunday - my compliments hot one. Mine is more like wake up, go back to sleep (and repeat until about 1oam), head to kitchen and start coffee brewing, stagger to couch, pick up laptop, get coffee and keep repeating until about 12pm when finally have woken up properly. Of course by then half the day is gone and I feel p*ssed off. Next Sunday I am going to try it your way. Good luck with the sex advice - perhaps that's your calling? A Dear Tamale column?
ReplyDeleteMy compliments too - I rolled out at noon and have only done one load of dishes and no laundry, yet. Hope the rest of your day goes well!
ReplyDeleteLou, I apparently do give some good advice though I rarely take my own advice. It is ironic that I help others but cannot help myself half the time. lol. But Dear Tamale may get me run out of town. lol.
ReplyDeleteKate, I have spent the rest of the day idling. The best activity for Sunday.
I was sleeping when you were laundering. Oh the joys of a Sunday!
ReplyDeleteI was hungover last Sunday and got nothing done...but it was fun!
ReplyDeleteTamale - long time no hear (well a week anmyway). Is everything OK with you in your tropical paradise? Check in soon please.
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