DessieDiary

After Saturday's night out with the G-Unit, I woke up Sunday morning not hung over, but surprisingly with a cold!! I could feel it brewing in my eyes and slightly in my chest. I spent all of Sunday basically recovering and doing a few loads of washing. Not too exciting!!

Monday morning arrived and I was on the brink of waking up, when I realised that I couldn't open my eyes!! My slight cold from yesterday had grown into a full blown "Eye Cold"!! The kind of "Eye Cold" were your eyes are glued shut with green mucus. I pried my eyes open and headed to the bathroom to wash my face and rid my eyes of this secretion. I decided to hit the shower and give myself 'the works' to feel better. Nothing worked!! I got out of the shower and headed back to bed. I felt exhausted!!.

I invited Pinky and the Duke of Goof, along with my sons and Bell over for dinner to discuss some changes to our trip overseas. This dinner session ended in a "Blow Up" and because I was feeling useless, I decided to phone in sick to work. PaPa A answered the phone and I explained that I was feeling worthless and I needed to have the night off. (I also explained that I would never leave them short and if he didn't have enough crew that I would make the effort to make it in to work) He assured me that he had plenty of coverage and I could recuperate.

Tuesday morning arrived and I was still feeling sick and my eyes continued to secrete the green mucus!! I decided that I had better see my Doctor and get cleared to return to work. (I was tempted to get him to write me a few days off because I was dreading working with the Amarillo shift) I know your not supposed to work around food when your not feeling the best and especially if your harbouring congestive cold or flu symptoms. My doctor gave me the "All Clear" with instructions to massage my eye ducts (Crazy Asians!! lol)  

I arrived at work feeling like I'd made a mistake and wished I cold turn around and head back home.......TOO LATE.....I should have, but I didn't!! Once I was in the working compound, I was grateful that the place with busy with a full crew!! (this means that there's heaps of work and the night would go by quickly) Not to mention that I looked around and couldn't see Her Royal Sourness. (I thought "I'm feeling MUCH better NOW" lol) I had pegged this night as a "Torture Session"!!

Wednesday night arrived and I was rostered with Rojo shift. I had a normal and non-exciting evening. My notes about this night just read "Busy" so I guess I was busy lol.

Thursday night arrived and I was once again rostered with the Rojo Shift. I slotted into our roster with ease, and began my normal rotation. I rotated around and found myself in the communal area around the production area where one of the G-Units husbands work. (His brother happens to work in the same area and both of them are easy on the eyes aka "Eye Candy") I've find it very easy to speak to him and I've joked to his wife Glam that when I'm on shift with her husband I'm going to "TAKE CARE OF HIM" I say this to her with an implied "Sexual Innuendo".  I've also asked her if she's ever thought about a "Threesome" with her husband and his fine brother. (Of course she was grossed out, but I think it's SEXY, lol)

He approached me and questioned me as to when he would make an appearance in one of my blogs (He should be happy now.....here he is and now he knows that I wouldn't mind a threesome with him and his brother lol) I told him that he hasn't appeared because I don't have a nick-name for him. So we spent the entire 15 minutes contemplating his "Blog Name". I've decided that I'm gonna call him "TIGER' (He's a golf fan and naturally he would assume that I would call him this because he likes golf and is a fan of 'Tiger Woods' but I'm calling him "TIGER" because I think he's a "TIGER" in bed hahahaha!! He's gonna love this lol)

Not only do I think he's a TIGER in the bed I also consider myself a bit of a COUGAR of sorts. Tigers & Cougars belong in the same family of Cats. Cats are also called Pussy's.......can anybody else see the resemblance or am I the only "Nympho" in the entire place? lol

This isn't the only surprise of the night i need to reveal. I was also looking around, with my eyes opened wide, and realised that Mr. Pecks might need to watch out, he's got some competition. There seems to be a few hotties up and coming on this shift!! (I might just need to take a closer look since my Mr. Pecks is being drenched with Wenches. Make sure you look up the definition of a Wench before you think I'm calling someone a bad name. A "Wench" is a country lass, working girl and a promiscuous woman!! I'm sure we can all fall under one of these categories)

 

As the night progressed, the work slowed and we found ourselves gathered around the main communal area. Of course we were having some very interesting conversations (for some reason, I seem to evoke everyone's sexual desires and stories)  I happen to tell a sexual story of my own!! I explained how on Wednesday afternoon me and my husband were going at 'it' when a phone call interrupted us. It was my daughters school calling to inform me that my daughter was in the office and no one had come to pick her up. I assured the office lady that someone would be right down to pick her up (She was supposed to attend an after school exercise program, which was cancelled without our knowledge!! We didn't forget her because we were busy fucking lol) So my husband jumps out of bed and says to me "Are you right to finish by yourself". When I said this both Queen Bee and Oompa they both responded in shock and asked "How did you finish by your self?". Well I couldn't believe that they had to ask me that question so without missing a beat I replied "I borrowed the Next Door Neighbours Husband" lol.

They seemed to clue into the fact that this was BULLSHIT and began questioning me again about how I finished by myself. I explained that I have B.O.B. and he helps me out from time to time. I explained that B.O.B. was my Battery Operated Boyfriend and was a vibrating dildo. Well, these women exploded with excitement at the fact that I blatantly have no problem discussing my sexuality and my use of a vibrator (This is fuckin 21st Century and I think vibrators were being used in the 1700 hundreds by ancient Egyptians or something like that)

So here we are up to Friday night with my delighted G-Unit. I had been waiting for this shift for the entire week and I was giddy with excitement. (If you didn't know me you would think I was a "Walking Orgasm". lol) I made it out to the floor basically unnoticed. The shift seemed sort of quiet. Then of course, things took on a sexual excitement. I was approached by My Chubby Hubby and he through a question at me. He asked me if I had any Australian in me. Being blonde and sometimes slow, I didn't get it at first then, like a cartoon, a light bulb of understanding appeared over my head and I knew he was asking me. He wanted to know if I've been to bed with an Australian man. I replied "NO......I haven't had the pleasure.......YET!! (I can't really do that considering I'm married and my husband is in the Mexican Mafia and would kill me bahahaha)

We spent a lot of the night planning our next night out. I've been chosen to make the signage again. No problem. This gives me the opportunity to play with my $4000 dollar laptop....lol We were exchanging phone numbers and I told everyone to feel free to pass my number along to Mr. Pecks. (I would probably shit myself if he called me lol)

As the night was drawing to a close and some of the lines were finishing up for the weekend, we were gathered around the main working area. Everyone was helping catch up on some excess work when I positioned myself so close to Mr. Pecks back, that I could almost smell his man sweat.  My confidant surprised me and pushed me into Mr. Pecks. I was so embarrassed and tried to explain that it wasn't me who did this is was My confidant. He laughed it off but I was bright red. (I definitely feel like a little school girl with her first crush around this man)

The night finally ended and so did my working week. I rushed home and splattered myself into bed. I set an alarm for a 10 am wake up so I could go and torture my abs in Pilaties......