Big Win & Some Very Personal Thoughts

Two things happened last night that were both very reassuring to me.  First, the Patriots humbling of the Denver Broncos should be proof enough for all "believers" that God could care less about the final outcomes of NFL games.  That's a good thing.  In the hierarchy of life, we're all guilty of placing too much importance on such things.  They provide us with great entertainment and lots of fun but in the end, they're just games.  I'm glad God sees them that way.

Nonetheless, it was fun to see Tom Brady and cast disassemble the donkeys and finally snap a three-game post-season losing streak with their 45-10 win.  The win also secured the pride of of the All Mine team against the folks over at UCTMW, whose collective behinds should be glowing fairly soon.  I'm quite happy that my own ass was saved, but a tad disappointed that I won't be taking the wooden spoon to Jay's this week.  Maybe someday we can elevate the stakes to something more than a few long-distance spankings.

The second thing that happened last night that was very reassuring is far more personal in nature.  Like any other long term relationship, ours here is not free from the same issues that surround more traditional ones.  Given that there are three of us, there's plenty of opportunity to have our share of issues.  And, like everyone else, we have our share of little spats.  Usually, I prefer not to write about them.

Late last week due to a multitude of things that just seemed to happen over a short period of time, I had a pretty heated argument (by my standards anyway) with Jay and later, with tammy.  As is the case in these types of things, people say and do stupid things that just make matters worse and they escalate, until everything crashes.  In this case, things reached a low point yesterday when Jay decided he was going to head to his place after last night's game rather than come here.  Of course, my response to  his decision didn't exactly help things get back on the right track.  Adding a few other options where he could go didn't help either.  

I felt bad about what I said and tried calling him during the game but there was no answer.  I didn't leave a message and should have texted him but didn't, my stubbornness and ego getting the best of me once again.  I went to bed before the end of the game and had a hard time falling asleep so I turned on the television to watch the final few minutes.  A little while later, Jay called.  Before he could finish what he was saying, I told him I was sorry and he did the same.  We admitted how miserable we both felt.  "Mind if I come over" he asked?  "You better" I told him.

Nearly three hours later, he was sliding into bed and putting his arms around me.  It was very reassuring.

It was nice to have coffee in bed this morning after a some fun with the Trophy Cock.  Best sex and coffee combo I've had in awhile.  I'm planning on more fun later...for the three of us.