A few weeks ago, Hermione bought a 6-session pass to mother-baby-yoga, but for various reasons she’s been convincing herself not to go. This morning, she actually got up and went. Part of it is that she finally had enough internal motivation. Part of it is that I’ve been negging her just a little bit. Part of it is that I got a lot less wishy-washy and pushed a bit for her to go. Whatever the result, she went, and it was really good for her.

Kicked things up quite a bit today, to a really good effect. Passed a shit test (don’t remember what it was, though – will be better about this in the future). Best of all, though, I scored a serious alpha moment when I totally transformed the “What are your plans tonight?” conversation.

Hermione: What are your plans for the evening?
Me: I’m going to the YMCA to workout, since I’m finally feeling better, then I’m going to come home and we’re going to watch a movie.
Hermione: [blink blink grin] Don’t I get a choice in this?
Me: [grin] Nope.
Hermione: What do you want for dinner?
Me: Surprise me. Make it tasty.

Oh my god, she ate this shit up.

Worked for about another hour (I work at home), then went out and worked out. I came home, she was taking care of our son, then she – wait for it – actually put on a sexy nightgown while she made dinner. Then we sat down to put on the movie, and…

I fucked up and didn’t do my homework. I was going to grab a movie (details below) from PPV. Comcast’s web site had listed them as having it. However, it turns out the movie wasn’t officially available until 12:01 AM. Bastards…

I recovered fairly well. We watched some TV for a couple of hours, then put the movie on late. It made for a late night, but it worked out.

For the movie, I picked Twilight: New Moon. Wait! I know, I know, this sounds like the ultimate BETA move, but trust me on this. You don’t know my wife. She’s a woman, so the Twilight series sets off reams of what Roissy would call Gina Tingles. But she’s actually intelligent, so she knows it’s crap and won’t actually admit that she loves it. Furthermore, she takes it as motivation. As an aspiring novelist herself, she watches Twilight for inspiration. In her words, “If this crap can get published, then certainly I can get something published.”

Hence my Alpha play of the night: “I picked it so you’d get off your ass and make me some money, woman.” [wink/smile] She laughed her ass off, and I got a second helping with my follow up. I sat down with a beer (I rarely drink) and the comment “I had to get a man-drink in order to deal with this crap.”

We then proceeded to mock the movie mercilessly for two hours before going to bed.

Results

This was pretty much win all around. Even the movie not being available right when we wanted to watch it ended up just serving to prolong the mood. In effect, it was yet another tease. Very good results. No sex tonight, but I would have turned it down anyway. I’m not out to get laid immediately – I’m trying to lay the foundation for a phenomenal long-term sex life. She went to bed yapping away like a happy puppy.

Also, she’s already trying to improve herself. The fundamental principle of Game is to turn everything on its head – to make her feel like she has to earn me instead of the other way around. It seems to be working already, and she’s enjoying it. She’ll be even happier with the results. She wants to get her weight and appearance back under control, to get active again, to rejoin the world. She just needed me to Game her into it. Now she’s starting to get it. She’s still a bit confused, but she’s liking it.

Lessons Learned

Do your fricking homework. It worked out ok this time, but that’s just because I got lucky. I need to make sure that doesn’t happen again.