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BY MICHELLE YOUNG HUBACHER

Mid-Week Fantasizing — All From A Racy Read

It arrived in my mailbox mid-month. I was, as always, shocked when I saw it, and stood on the street in front of my house slowly opening the front cover and looking inside. I could feel my face flush as I did so. Realizing any one of my neighbors could walk up to me and see the magazine I was holding, I tucked it under my jacket and walked into the house, whispering a silent “thank you” for the fact that it was I who grabbed the mail that day … and not one of my young daughters.

I walked sheepishly back to my bedroom and put the mail on my desk, then took the magazine out from underneath my jacket and put it in my top dresser drawer, not allowing myself to even consider opening it again. At least not now. I had my weeknight list of To-Dos to deal with — the ones that slam me in the face the minute I walk through the door after working all day: pull together something for dinner, check the girls’ activity schedule for the evening, look over a blond head at math problems I don’t understand, look over a brunette head at a Facebook page that’s supposed to be a French project.

While I stood at the counter, contemplating how to turn a pack of chicken sausages and a bag of frozen yellow squash into a meal, my mind started wandering to the magazine. I know it’s shameful to admit, but it makes me want to do things. Things I don’t normally do. Things that my friends and family would be quite surprised should they realize. And, honestly, it’s not just the pictures that put me in a state — the text is just as titillating. The possibilities. The positions. Even the cast of characters. Exotic Candy. Vesuvius. Big Daddy! I couldn’t concentrate.

Once I got dinner on the stove and my children focused on finishing up their homework, I gave in to the temptation. I went into my bedroom, closed the door behind me, opened my dresser drawer and took out … the 2010 Burpee Gardening Catalog.

I stroked the cover longingly, my mouth watering at the thought of that big juicy tomato on the cover (the new “Tye-Dye” variety!), and started fantasizing about the garden I probably won’t grow this year.

Michelle Young Hubacher is the editor of Today’s Charlotte Woman; and apparently a farmer in another life.

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written by belva Wallace Greenage, January 17, 2010
Oh my goodness, I wanted to read ahead but was just spellbound with the blow-by-blow description of your life that sounds so much like mine — and other wives and mothers. But I exercised restraint and waited for the ending. The Burpee Catalog — how marvelous. Look for some watermelon seeds for me please.
Too funny.

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