Sorry I haven't blogged

I've been overtaken by events. Seem to not have enough time in the day to do all the things I want to to or need to do.

And Jane's not helping; she's just hanging out at home. She was gonna get a job, but she hasn't done anything to get a job in five or six weeks. The last couple of days, I walk in the house and she'd still in her sexy PJs, just waiting around. Maybe some young lover has slipped out the back door as I come in the front. I don't know, but I know she's not doing anything of note. Looks like depression, but whenever I bring that up she bitch slaps me. Sometimes I think I'd like to just cut her open and rearrange her insides.

But I do love her... really....

We went to the mountains for vacation: Jane and me and the three boys. The trip ended abruptly when my brother called Jane a "psychotic bitch." This coming from a bonfide sociopath, but that's another story. Or, perhaps it isn't... Anyway, to make a long story short, Miller was playing in the wading pool; it was evening;Miller was only wearing a regular disposible diaper. The diaper was way full and Miller was cold. I took him out of the pool, whipped off his diaper, and held him (nekkid) trying to get him try and warm. My brother took offense; I guess Miller's 16-month old schlong was just too much to be see around family and friends.

I got recalled for a couple of weeks to help with some of the rotation stuff the Guard is facing. Three weeks... of putting work on hold... and attempting to maintain with grad school (which I think I screwed this summer).

I continue to think about going back to teaching. Jane and I have talked about it; she thinks I ought to shit or get off the can -- quit talking and just do it. On the way home from the mountains we stopped to see my old high school (a boarding school) and another where I'd nearly ended up working. Both campuses were peaceful (it is summer, afterall) and beautiful. She said she could see living at either.

I'm thinking I could get into trouble... ;-)

Well, not with Jane around, that's for sure. Jane would help keep me on task. She's been reading; I'm not sure if she's top or not, but it doesn't really matter. I'm top (although she really wants to be top sometimes); either way, it'll keep me out of trouble... until she decides to teach the students a thing or two.

I hope to be contributing more frequently here, but (honestly) don't hold your breath. I'm over-worked and, currently, undersexed. That's not a great combination for the author of a sex blog.