When Alex announced a couple of days ago that her class was going on a three-day team building session, my first thought was oh, my! Speedy and I would have the house to ourselves. And my mind raced although I am not sure if I did it in the context of daydreaming or getting attacked by a nightmare while awake. Because the thought that followed was this: Friday, Alex would be coming home from the team building and Sam would be home from the dorm. And I was already practicing how to couch the words when I tell them that they’re going to a have a baby sister — or brother. Because that seemed to be the only logical conclusion that could result from Speedy and I having the house to ourselves for three days!
And the images that came to my head after that came fast and furious — converting the Blue Room (currently, the Family Room) to a nursery and the problem that it’s too far from our downstairs bedroom. A problem I’d fix, I thought, by moving our bedroom upstairs next to it by converting my study into a bedroom. Then, having settled that, my mind went on to paint colors, wallpapers, crib and baby furniture. And names. Danielle, I decided. Dani, for short. And, if it’s a boy? Oh, that just isn’t possible! Sam and Alex will maul him so it better be a girl.
So, last night, we were having dinner and my, was it awfully quiet. We have gotten used to not having Sam around during weekdays (well, somewhat, because I still get bad pangs of separation anxiety now and then) but not having Alex at home too?
After dinner, I worked for a bit, showered and, you know, then it was time to enjoy my night alone with Speedy.
So, there was Speedy watching TV and he asked whether I wanted ice cream or mojito. And I said ice cream first (we hadn’t had dessert yet) then mojito later (the thought of some serious bedroom romping in a semi-inebriated state was simply titillating).
So, Speedy went to the kitchen and brought up a bowl with two teaspoons. And we had pistachio ice cream — with slices of bananas, corn flakes and caramel syrup.
Gone in about five minutes.
Is there a possibility that I am pregnant? I think not. Unless one can get pregnant by eating ice cream while watching Tom Norrington-Davies in Great British Food on Travel and Living Channel. Then, Anthony Bourdain in No Reservations. I can’t even remember what program came after that — I fell asleep. We didn’t even get to the mojito part.
Sorry, Speedy.
Lesson: If you’re expecting something amorous to happen, don’t allow ice cream with all the those trimmings to enter the picture. It makes you darn sleepy. 
Ganda ng build-up ng story mo… super exciting!
LOL, you had me laughing so hard, ms. connie. iba ka talaga! will always keep in mind the downside of having that oh-super-yummy-dessert
btw, belated happy birthday…
oops sorry, that was supposed to be a winking smiley…
HAHAHAHA Speedy hasn’t read this yet.
pabasa mo kaya??? Like pretend you left it on your computer…
knowing that he’ll be around to see it…;)
Nabasa na. hahahaha Bruha daw ako hahahaha
Oo nga naman, dapat siya una naka-alam ng nilalaman ng iyong malikot na imagination… eh nauna pa kaming readers mo…
Pssst, Speedy it is never too late. Next time you might consider this.
It is super exciting to initiate when the spouse just fall asleep in a little while. According to Lou Paget author of several best selling guides, showing better attitude in sharing and serving allow the recipient to be more open to experience and sensations. The journey from lifting the spoon to increased gratification begins in the brain. The nerve endings are already there and it just take a gentle nudge and warm caress to get into that blissful state as if you are entering into a dream. Any sounds? Seal it with a kiss.
Remember, a light sleep following a bowl of pistachio ice cream — with slices of bananas, corn flakes and caramel syrup is just the beginning.
I don’t exactly like the ending.
Pagkakataon na sana ni Speedy! hehehehehe
May mamaya pa naman ano. Although mainit ulo nya at natuluan ng pintura sa buhok while attempting to paint the ceiling of the outdoor kitchen. hehehe
hehehe— you can start from there, then…I mean begin with removing the paint from his hair… which you can do in a very private place… which I don’t think I will still need to elaborate here…
Sabi ko buhusan ng gas. Diba yun ang pangtanggal ng pintura? BWAHAHAHA
Tapos biglang magkaroon ng super fire-dance… ehehehe
Lol. thinner, wag naman gas. Haha! At dapat ikaw magpahid ng thinner sa buhok habang inaalis ang paint, as Crisma said, you can start from there diba… Hindi mo bubuhusan!
Hahaha! Iba ka talaga Sassy Connie.
Ahhhh thinner. Ok, ok. Baka nga makalbo pag gas hahahaha But doesn’t gas work?
Yeah, I think gas work too. Pero natawa kasi ako nung sinabi mo kay Speedy na “buhusan niya ng gas”. Kulang na lang sundan mo ng “tapos sindihan”.
Correct! Paint thinner applied oh so lovingly by the gentlest strokes…kaya nga di ba I was implying that because of this, something wonderful will naturally follow…like syempre ayaw mo na smelling like paint thinner si Speedy… eh di tuloy na sa shower!!!
anything can happen-
And the rest, aaahhh, kailangan ko pa bang … i-memorize yan?… sabihin yan??
Kayo talaga…. HAHAHAHAHA
kainis ka ms connie
kala ko pa naman, ha ha ha! tama si crisma, ganda ng build up ng story mo, tapos tutulugan mo lang pala kame 
and i thought you were about to shed the wholesome image of the house on a hill. bitin!
I agree, bitin! Super bitin
Ladies, ladies…, ganun talaga ang buhay. Unpredictable. hahahahaha
Bakit ganun? I thought sugar is supposed to make a person hyperactive- not super antok. OK ok, try again- some soft music or a cheesy, love story movie, a dab of your favorite perfume behind the ears—-i’m sure you get the picture hehehehe.
Super busog yata — inantok!
Oh, I have another idea. Lap dance. But Speedy doing the lap dance bwahahahaha
Dagdagan pa ng some oysters and some other sure fire food!
Dapat yata coffee para di antukin hehehehe
It’s the cream in it. Dairy foods are a good source of some amino acid that our body converts to melatonin and serotonin that help the body relax and induce sleep. Yun ang salarin!
Then we shouldn’t eat cake before bedtime either hahahaha
I hate you! nabitin ako sa story! hahahaha
Well Speedy has 2 more nights!
Akala ko tuloy buntis ka nga
Marvin, yan ang napapala ng mga malilikot ang isip hahahaha
Auee, yung another baby, that’s just something I imagine now and then when I see pics of friends’ young children. In reality, naku, wag na. Ngayon pang malapit na kami matapos magpa-aral.
Hi Connie
I have 3 small children pa, 8, 6 and 4. So having the house to ourselves is impossible. Nakaw na sandali lang at the most..hehe.
So much for YOUR nakaw na sandali.
So you mean, walang birthday happy?
You get endorphins from food and sex — “daw” — kasi (exercise, too, but who wants that). Does anyone feel like making babies when their taste buds are popping?
The moral of your story is, make babies even when the girls are home or, instead of building a nursery, sound-proof the master’s bedroom.
There is really no need to sound-proof. Even better, hand provide relief like a pacifier.
Oops…. secret.
While reading this post, sabi ko ang bilis naman ng takbo ng utak mo. Yun pala mas mabilis takbo ng utak ko dahil nagconclude agad ako even before I finish reading. You really cannot judge a story by just reading the introduction. Kung nagpadala ka kaya ng feelers mangyari kaya yung ending na iniisip ko? O madi-demanda ka ng sexual harassment? LOL.
LOL…. ayyyy, we’ve had those nights when the older one is in a sleepover at his cousins’ house…
Asa ka pa ba, sister? =)
Asa pa ako na tutubuan ka ng utak? Ah, hindi.
For the information of other readers, this is the person whom the The Need To Blame column was all about.
lol this is funny!
i was just looking for another recipe to cook today when i came across this blog 
Mukhang iba ang reason ng init ng ulo ni Mr. Speedy, thwarted plans e. LOL.
Mahirap talaga ang nakaw na sandali pag maliliit pa mga anak. Aside from the kids, we have to think of the househelp (who live inside the house), so dapat naka dayoff sila AT tulog ang mga bata.
next time, you should make him eat the ice cream off your body and vice versa! that will surely awaken all your senses… mwehehehe…
Or sushi a la Kim Cattral in Sex and the City hahahaha
I was expecting a Rated-R post…i’m not sure whether to be disappointed or relieved hahaha!
In all seriousness, Woody and I have had those moments. Just too darn tired to romp like we planned.
Moi? Moi? Rated-R post? LOL I’m reminded of a time I was with some girl friends and we agreed we’d make a good team taking turns answering reader’s letters in a sex advice column hahahaha
Hahaha! This was nice Connie! But it’s not too late… in a few months, Alex will be off to college too. Am sure there will be several next times.
Speedy – next time, if you have to have ice cream, make it coffee flavoured!
Ayaw na ni Speedy ng #3.
maha-heart attack na daw sya lalo na pag kasing taray nitong dalawa rito hahahaha
hahaha, natawa ako dito ah ms. cons, tinatanong ako ng daughter ko, why are you kaghing mommy? di ko masagot! hahaha. nakakantok pala ang ice cream…
nangyari na sa amin to ni hubby, tagal pinlano tapos parehong natulog sa pagod sa pag aalaga ng mga bata. oh well..
Now I call that thinking ahead! Or should I say counting the chickens before the eggs are touched, ay hatched pala. Sobra!!! hahaha
Ang weird… based on date/time dapat last commenter ka. Pero hindi. Hmmmm…
I like the idea of sound proofing the master’s bedroom.
Kaya lang, I’m worried for Speedy, baka di niya kayanin.
Lagi na lang dapat nasa “Favorites” ito…
Worried din ako sa mga followers ni Ms. Connnie.
Imagine going to http://houseonahillwithsoundproofmastersbedroom.net
Whoa. Mahirap yata yan in terms of recall — and haba!! LOL
OMG, delayed reaction na ako haha! Honestly i’m laughing hard with your post and the comments as well.
Thanks for the laugh! It was a good one, na-release mga stresses ko.