Okay, I’ll confess, I’m not a movie person. In the last five years, I’ve probably sat through less than a handful of movies. It just isn’t my thing. My mind will wander and I’ll start thinking of all the things I still need to do that day. The dusting, laundry, dishes, whatever, will start whispering to me, demanding I finish them.
My Love is pretty patient with me, but he’d appreciate it if I’d chill out and enjoy a movie with him from time to time. He decided The Secretary would be a good flick to watch together. He’d read several reviews, all good, making it sound like a better choice than FSOG. I have no idea who wrote the reviews, but they live on a different planet than we do. The first opening scenes with the heroine were tough to get through, but it was the hero’s (and I use that term very loosely) behavior that set my teeth on edge.
I don’t want to get into the specifics of the story. Suffice to say, I’m NOT recommending it. After the first ten minutes, I was pissed I’d wasted the three dollars to rent it and thrilled I hadn’t spent the 12 bucks to own it.
During this show, my husband paused the movie every time I got up. I really wish he hadn’t. This time it wasn’t my mind refusing to settle down. Nope, it was definitely focused on the movie. I was just so angry at storyline I couldn’t sit there and watch it. I needed a diversion to keep for shouting out at the screen. As it was, a few snarky comments may have escaped in a moment of weakness. J
So the search continues for both a D/s movie that accurately portrays the lifestyle and for a flick, of any genre, that I can sit through from start to finish without wanting I could fast forward through eighty-five percent of it.
My love is usually out of the house before the sunrises and returns after the sun has set. If you’ve been following my blog, you know he took this week off from work. This morning, I awoke wrapped in his arms just a few minutes before the sun crested over the horizon.
Now the view from the french doors in our bedroom is one of my husband’s favorite. The rugged mountain and proud saguaros just make his smile. He says their simplistic beautiful speaks to him. As we laid together, the sun lit the few lazy clouds floating in the sky and turned them into golden ribbons. It was a special moment in time.
This evening. we were driving home from spending a day in town running errands. The sun was setting and had turned the mountains behind our home purple. For the first time in ages, we didn’t have a clock holding a gun to our heads. We were free to take a few minutes and enjoy the beautiful scenery around us. Dropping the truck into low-lock, we drove to the saddle of Pyramid Peak and made out like teenagers.
It’s amazing how the true beauty of a sunrise or sunset can only be appreciated if you have someone to share it with.
My love asked me what I wanted this year for Christmas and as usual I came up with nothing. He is very doting and if he knows I want something more often than not within a few days I have it. Yes, I’m spoiled rotten. I’ve also learned not to express an interest in something if I don’t really want it. With that in mind, I drew a blank when asked for gift ideas.
The only thing I really desire, is time with him. He’s been working six days a week, up to fifteen hours a day. When he’s home, he’s never far away from his Blackberry or laptop. I’m not complaining. I just miss him. Our recent trip to NY was as close as we’ve had to a vacation in over six months and except for the four days our son spent with us, it was all about work. Since returning, he’s been catching up on everything that he couldn’t do from NY.
So, very selfishly, I told him what I wanted most was a few days at home with my love. This morning he spent a few minutes on his computer then turned it off and shut down his Blackberry. He is giving me a whole week sans electronic leashes. I have no idea the last time that occurred. My guess is it was back in the 80’s 🙂 before the things were widely used. Right now, he’s on the roof hanging Christmas lights with our children (when my daughter heard the news, she decided to come home and make sure he was feeling all right).
I’m off to bake cookies and dance around the house like an idiot because I have my handsome hubby home with me for an entire week!