Who knew that the day my husband would return home that that would also be the day that he would get Dance Dance Revolution 2 hooked up in our garage and would have the kids dancing away on it as well. I had literally just woken up to the sounds of Tyra squealing which made me think that she had gotten into some shit alongside her brother somehow when I was asleep but it turns out that Tyson had arrived home earlier than expected but didn't wake me as he wanted to surprise me in his own way. I had walked in on Tyson holding Tia in one arm with T.J. right next to him jumping around on all of the arrows on the machine while giggling out loud. His little feet landed on some of the arrows but he was more concerned about jumping along with his dad and sister because he was having all of the fun in the world playing on a big arcade machine. Once the song they were dancing to finished, they began to select another song so I decided to watch them as they played another round before finally noticing I was standing right behind them.

"Mama!" T.J. said. "Dada's here!"

"I know," I said with a smile. "And apparently he brought a big gift with him, too."

"Yes, yes I did and it's a great addition," Tyson said. He stepped off the platform to give me a kiss and handed Tyra to me as he picked up T.J. "You like it?"

"I do but when the heck did you buy this thing?"

"I bought it last month and I had it installed this morning by the time I returned."

"Oh, so you cared more about this arcade then you did coming back home to me and the kids?" I joked.

"Nah, nonsense. The oatmeal should be done now so let's all go eat and see what bullshit we can get into today."

"Tyson!" I said.

"The kids won't remember what I'm saying."

"Shit!" Tyra said.

"You were saying, Tyson!?"

"She won't remember saying shit."

"I'm going to get you."

Now that Tyson was back home and could look after the kids, I decided to go for a jog down the small road near our cabin and up the small mountain where the trail ends. I slipped on one of my track suits, sneakers, and I was out the door to get some fresh crisp air that made me feel great. It was the beginning of September and the air around me filled my lungs with the oxygen that I needed to flow into my body as I focused on getting up to the mountain that overlooked our neighborhood. My legs were burning just a bit but I welcome each and every single slight sting in my legs as they carried me down the trail, past more houses and cabins, little rabbits, and trees while I made my way up to the mountain that was my destination that awaited me. It didn't take me long to descend up it, my eyes focused on the spot I was envisioning myself until I finally found myself staring out at the place I was fortunate enough to call home and reveled in the wonderful sight. I honestly could look at the scenery because it was as if I was staring at a picture of that was painted right in front of me then chuckled to myself when I remembered how I had asked Tyson "Why the hell would you want to buy a cabin damn near in the middle of nowhere?" to which he responded "So we can have a getaway spot to make love in, play video games, eat a bunch of junk food and shit, and just do dumb shit together!" I'm glad he choose this place to call home. I had apologized before for choosing to remain in Canada despite Tyson working hard to buy a house in Florida for our family but he said it was okay as his sister was occupying it and looking after it for us so there was that. I decided jog to our local market which wasn't far from our house to pick up some apples to snack on, jogged back home, and found Tyson lying on the couch with T.J. sleeping on his chest alongside Tyra. I snapped a quick photo of the cute moment then carried the kids to their rooms to lay them down and went back into the living room to turn off the t.v. before I put the apples I had away and snacked on one as I pondered what to make for dinner.

I put my earphones back into my ears as I began to prepare spaghetti until the smell of the turkey meat I was cooking woke Tyson right out of his sleep and before I knew it I felt his soft lips on my neck which made me jump a little.

"Oof!" I said. "Hey…" I took my earphones out of my ear as I kissed my love then continued to cook the meat. "Have a nice nap?"

"Yes, yes I did."

"You look nice in that pink t-shirt."

"Why, thanks. Spaghetti?"

"Yes."

Tyson grabbed a pot, filled it with water, and put it on the stove then threw some pasta in it, not even caring to measure how much we actually needed but I figured what the hell because Tyson definitely had an appetite. I took another bite of my apple then started to talk to Tyson about something that I've had on my mind for a few days that I've wanted to say to him.

"Hey, you know what I've been thinking about? So, there's this local theater not too far from here and it just opened up and they're holding auditions for some plays and some of them even involve dancing. I've always wanted to do some acting of my along with dancing. What do you think?"

"That's great but when do the auditions start?"

"They said in a few weeks, sometime near October."

"What about the kids?"

"Since auditions are in the morning, I'll have to…somewhat reluctantly pull my mother's leg to watch the kids without telling me what I'm doing right or wrong with them."

Tyson chuckled at the truth but got serious for a moment as he ran his fingers through his strawberry hair as he thought to himself for a second.

"Um, how long are the auditions? Sorry…"

"No, it's fine. It's only for like maybe two to four hours and they're held twice a week, sometimes three times and it's early in the morning at ten."

"Okay, that's good. If it's something that makes you happy, then I'll fully support you."

"Thanks." I stood on my toes so I could kiss my husband on the lips then continued to cook while eating my apple until Tyson stood behind me to cup my breasts.

Well, of course one thing led to another and I found myself on top of him trying my hardest not to scream too loud but damn my husband knew had to make love to me when he got me nice and aroused. I whispered to him "Fucker", gave him a long kiss, then dragged him into the shower so we could freshen up and continue cooking dinner (I promise we turned the stove off before we made love to each other). Tyson decided that he wasn't going to put on a shirt but slipped on a pair of pants and his shoes again as he was going to head out to the store after dinner so he decided that him being shirtless was the way to go. And I didn't mind at all as he helped me warm up the pasta sauce while continuing to cook the pasta and stood behind me the entire time since he's taller than me.

Show off.

I think sometimes life has its way of throwing me a huge curveball that I may or may not be able to catch right away because it throws me off guard at times and unfortunately it came too damn soon. Me and Tyson and agreed that if he was home with the kids then he would watch them while I auditioned for the local play but when I came back home one day, he was agitated with me because apparently I had taken too long to come back from my audition and he had to postpone one of his conference calls so he could look after the kids. I told him I had to stop by the post office to mail something off but his remark was "You could've put the damn mail into the mailbox before you left out of the house, Tia."

"Can you lower your voice before you wake the kids up from their nap?"

"I'm the one that should be napping since I have a conference call to make then I have to fly down to Florida to do even more business and I can't even focus!"

I don't know why Tyson was so worked up but he stepped outside onto the patio to pace back and forth while waiting for a call but I wanted to get to the bottom of this so I joined him outside.

"Tyson, this is real life. Sometimes your kids are going to drive you crazy and sometimes your wife may need to take a moment to stop somewhere to take care of something important."

"Or audition for a play?"

Those words stung. The way he said those words stung me. As if me wanting to do something I loved was a damn problem.

"You're a fucking asshole, you know that?"

"Whatever. Now leave me alone because I'm about to take a call."

"Fuck you."

"Likewise."