Poptart

You know, I tend to bitch and moan about the BF quite a bit on this blog.

But he really is an incredible guy and I adore him.

We were away this past weekend, big family get together and a whole convoy of the Poptart family converged at a nice motel for two days.

The rooms were great - each room had it's own private spa pool, plus there were two outdoor pools for guests as well (one heated). The BF and I were looking forward to having a bit of motel sex in the spa pool LOL. However, what we hadn't counted on was that my niece and nephew wanted to stay in our room, rather than with their parents. So there I am, in a queen size bed with Miss 7 and Mr 3 and the BF is in the single bed next to us, on his own. No bitching or moaning from him either (no that was me bitching and moaning, those kids took up 3/4 of the bed! LOL).

The two additional room guests also meant we had to put a kabosh on the spa pool sex LOL.

He and my Dad also took the kids (my three nieces and nephew, two cousins and one second cousin) for 4 hours, while the rest of us went shopping. I have no idea how they managed to corral the 6 kids LOL. They even came back with all 6 kids intact, a feat I have yet to master LOL.

We also had the kids in the car with us on the journey home (four hours)... we played far too many games of Car Cricket and Your Car, My Car... sang many songs (it's a little disconcerting to realise my niece knows all the lyrics to some rather misogynistic rap and hip hop songs) and no bitching or moaning from him either (again, that was me, three kids in a car can be quite loud LOL).

He's also a pretty great guy for not only putting up with all that, but also not minding being at a huge family party, with over 250 of my relatives, not knowing many people and still feeling comfortable with meeting all these complete strangers and putting up with lots of random questions and comments.

I think after all that, he's earned a reprieve from me bitching and moaning about his hideous carefully crafted mo for Movember.