Instead of going out for the crazy weekend, we came home, made popcorn, and watched movies that we couldn't watch with the kids. I had managed to acquire a lovely sunburn at the kiddo's game, so I was slowed down pretty good for a while. I'm no shrinking violet, but too much sun makes me pretty sick. But it was still awesome.
Oh yea, and we had sex in the living room. Super extreme right? Lol.
This morning we picked up the kids and took them to a carnival that passes through every year. I rode the Ferris Wheel--it's been a standing complaint of mine that they wouldn't let me on it when I was pregnant with the little one.
All in all, a very nice weekend.
The thing is, balance is not always an easy thing to achieve.
The balance between responsibility and play, Dominance and submission, obedience and independence, whore and lady.
It seems inevitable that, in my life, the scales will tip one way or another. And the further they go, the harder it is to bring them back to even.
But there is a balance. And I think that over time, it becomes easier to walk that line.
This was a good weekend that helped tip the scales back in a much needed direction.
And did I mention? They finally let me on the damn Ferris wheel! And I didn't even throw up. Major bonus.