As my parents always said, parenting does not come with a handbook. You can never have the right answers and you can only hope that your children would come out of the whole experience when they turn adults alive. You wonder if you do the right things and think, ok maybe there is something to what my Mother told me. Eating carrots may not exactly make you see in the dark but it may help you to see better anyway. So does all of this stuff about a handbook go with marriages too? Even if you don't need to "heal" your relationship, there is always room for improvement. When you think back to the start of the relationship with your significant other, you remember the butterflies, the big smiles and the little gestures that helped you to fall in love in the first place. What happens when the honeymoon is over? This is the part of the relationship where you really learn about each other. Communication, empathy, listening, compromise and forgiveness are what you have to work on then. Don't you wish they had relationship classes in school since it's the one thing that you are constantly trying to get an A+ in?
Week 8
Day 50
It's only day 50?!?!?! Jeez, it's like I have been getting it on for years now. Let me tell you, it is not easy. I have seen lots of improvements and it's all been positive but it's like the movie is on play in slow motion. Speaking of motion, watermelon flavored massage oil is so fricken awesome. I wonder if I mixed the strawberry and that together…..
*walks out* "hey Hunny, wanna have fruit salad tonight?"
Day 51
A few weeks ago a friend suggested that I become a sex toy party lady. I not so sure because I thought about how it would be and felt it would be nice to get some extra cash but I really have no time well except for Wednesdays and Sundays and there is no way that I am selling vibrators on Sundays..lol Also when I thought about it I had a visual a room full of dildos stacked 100 deep, edible panties, motion lotions and silver bullets. This is not a room that I would like anyone to stumble upon in my house. Could you imagine 80 year old, sweet aunt Bertha opening the door to the surprise of the century? OR I could see my son or daughters coming out drinking a bottle of edible lotion just because it had a watermelon on it or playing with a big rubber dick or cock ring along side of their toy cars or dolls; like it's a bracelet or something. I do not think that I will be a pocket pussy or Johnson dealer anytime soon although it might be fun. If it was 6 years back without little ones and I was doing this NY Res, I totally would. But you know I am having a lot of fun trying out all this fun stuff on our own anyway. I have purchased items from a party before and they sat in a box for years…..until now.
*walks out* "hey Hunny, whatever happened to those edible panties?"
Day 52
So I would never wax myself again but that small patch, plus the razor work that took place and everything else down there, has started to grow back. I expected it to come back but they say it should be less hair and finer hair too but now it's so itchy. It's funny because I find myself making sure no one is around so I can scratch myself. I even caught myself walking a little different, kind of like a fast walk but making my thighs rub together a little harder so it scratches it a bit (I honestly can't even describe that better…picture 1985 jazzercise walking). One time I saw a pole and thought how good that may feel to itch it from there. This also makes the night a bit more interesting because I keep "itching" while in the act and it can be a bit comical since I didn't tell him what was up. He probably thought that I had lice or something. Lol
*scratch scratch scratch*
Day 53
I have felt like crap for the last few days. My day starts out ok with the exception that I can barely get out of bed but once I am out, I get wide awake. But around 3 or so it's like a downward spiral. So by the time its "bed time" I am exhausted! I may have well just been sleeping because it was easier just to lay there than to do anything. After I said, "so now you know what it is to screw an unconscious person"
*opens eyes* "hey Hunny, Good nite" *scratch*
Day 54
So tired…Oh why o why must I be dis way? Ok, so seriously, I have no idea if we had sex or not? I remember bits and pieces and also remember completely falling asleep with my ass in the air. I don't believe this was a dream. I honestly like sleep sex sometimes especially if it's a good dream and I have been known to sleep sex (kind of like sleep walking) so I have had many encounters but this shit is redic! I seriously have to look into this illness lately.
*butt in air talking into pillow* "yeah yeah…nite"
Day 55
I honestly don't want to write this at this moment so I will keep it short. My son keeps waking up and its driving me nuts. I can't get any work done otherwise because I am the only one who can do anything in the whole entire house. Thank goodness there was a morning romp because I am not a happy camper right now.
Day 56
Good morning zombies….getting jiggy with it. Ugh….me wants brains. Still tired.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Do your duty
Going through the motions (ha!) of this whole resolution is becoming like second nature to me. I get up, think about all the creative ways to turn my man on, go on with my day and then hope that my kids go to bed early. Most of the time it's in the middle of the afternoon when I get a little craving and the good ol' boy is at work. I put on my sad face for a second and then usually go about my business of daily life usually letting the thoughts drift off and away. I get more excited for sex than I did before and in that, it has improved my life in a few ways so far. I also have more motivation to look better, be nicer and just plain get up and go.
Week 7
Day 43
Love Saturdays with no plans and just being able to sneak off somewhere….it's always SO fun!
Lost 3 pounds! AWE-SUM…. This is on top (ha! On top!!! Lol) of the 5 that I lost before. Just with other 'exercise' I will have to think of creative ways to make this harder; I wouldn't want to hit some kind of plateau or something. I have been looking into the chair or mirror or the laundry room for ideas lately. I wonder how much saddles cost? Ohhh What about the exercise bike?
Day 44
So I have this theory on why people should try this whole sex everyday thing. You see you are giving back to community and doing your civic duty by making others happy. Because doing it makes you happy and when you're happy, you treat others good and when others are happy we have a better world. See? Let's all get it on….K? I am going to make 1 man happy right now.
Day 45
My name is Cupid Valentina, I'd like to wish you all a Happy Valentines day!!! Time to put on my red satin sheets! I bought these gorgeous, red satin sheets and the velvet comforter from Vicky Hush Hush's (Victoria's secret) quite a long time ago and every year I put them on for a day or so. Well, it used to be a week or more but 'M doesn't like to sleep on them because they are too silky. He is a man of comfort so cotton or sateen is the way to go with him. But really, why not indulge once in a while? They are amazing for more than their silkiness; they are so sexy to me that the mere sight of them turns me on. When he got home I had placed his gift and some lil chocolates next to his pillow along with a card. I also had little candles lit everywhere around the room and some rose petals thrown about. I had also slipped into something more comfortable along with my satin robe (I know already, enough with the satin. sheesh), sat on the couch with the throw blanket pulled up to my chin. I didn't want him to think that I was trying too hard, right? He went to the room and I heard him gasp…. "Yesss", I thought to myself. He came out and told me that he did NOT have a card and that he told me that we discussed that we weren't going to do anything/get anything for each other! This was all fine to me; after all what good are cards anyway? The one I got him, I had stashed somewhere with a bunch of other hallmark cards that I bought on sale at one point. Flowers die and then you are left with the stinky water and chocolates just make you fat. With sex, all kinds of sex, you get to exercise and feel good. And when it comes to "eating at the V", you can eat all you want and you won't get fat – where else can you go for a meal like that? See? It all works out. I told him to, "shush his mouth and kiss me" and then motioned with my finger back to the room where the "chocolate and strawberries" (KY, yours and mine
) was waiting.
A While later….
Oh, yeah…that was good shit…..sigh….. Does anyone have a cigarette?
Day 46
So we are sitting there, watching TV and almost ready for bed when the big guy gets up, to go to the bathroom or something, I dunno I wasn't paying attention and then all of a sudden there is a big ol' Johnson right in my face! So the time between the bathroom and the living room there was an arousal and he decided to make it known. How do men do that? And why is it necessary to basically slap my face with it? LMAO! So we take care of things and then I go to the bathroom to tidy up and realize that there is a Maxim magazine next to the toilet. NICE…. Now I know.
Day 47
Have you ever done the deed in front of a mirror? Yeah, not so good when you're a cubby one like me. My boobies were bouncing all over the place and so where other things…why in the world is this sexy? Ew. To me it was like watching a horrible car crash in slow motion. Or better yet like a sumo wrestler falling in slow motion. *closes eyes, shakes head and inhales thought teeth* yuk yuk yuk.
Day 48
Ok so we used that KY chocolate and strawberry stuff before and it's fabulous AND it's totally not like that assailant deterrent that almost cost me my eye from before. It isn't menthol or tingly, it's just intensely flavored. Anyway, my luv-a had to work late tonight and he goes in to change but when he comes out he smells like chocolate. I guess he wanted to prep for the night. Love it! I totally giggled and then went right to unbuttoning some pants. I actually like the strawberry more but who cares, its fun! I seriously have not given this much head on a non-time-o-the-month before in my life! Thanks KY
Day 49
Mmmmm… chocolate in the morning? I'm right on it! I just don't like to fool too much with Fridays. When they are good they are good.
Week 7
Day 43
Love Saturdays with no plans and just being able to sneak off somewhere….it's always SO fun!
Lost 3 pounds! AWE-SUM…. This is on top (ha! On top!!! Lol) of the 5 that I lost before. Just with other 'exercise' I will have to think of creative ways to make this harder; I wouldn't want to hit some kind of plateau or something. I have been looking into the chair or mirror or the laundry room for ideas lately. I wonder how much saddles cost? Ohhh What about the exercise bike?
Day 44
So I have this theory on why people should try this whole sex everyday thing. You see you are giving back to community and doing your civic duty by making others happy. Because doing it makes you happy and when you're happy, you treat others good and when others are happy we have a better world. See? Let's all get it on….K? I am going to make 1 man happy right now.
Day 45
My name is Cupid Valentina, I'd like to wish you all a Happy Valentines day!!! Time to put on my red satin sheets! I bought these gorgeous, red satin sheets and the velvet comforter from Vicky Hush Hush's (Victoria's secret) quite a long time ago and every year I put them on for a day or so. Well, it used to be a week or more but 'M doesn't like to sleep on them because they are too silky. He is a man of comfort so cotton or sateen is the way to go with him. But really, why not indulge once in a while? They are amazing for more than their silkiness; they are so sexy to me that the mere sight of them turns me on. When he got home I had placed his gift and some lil chocolates next to his pillow along with a card. I also had little candles lit everywhere around the room and some rose petals thrown about. I had also slipped into something more comfortable along with my satin robe (I know already, enough with the satin. sheesh), sat on the couch with the throw blanket pulled up to my chin. I didn't want him to think that I was trying too hard, right? He went to the room and I heard him gasp…. "Yesss", I thought to myself. He came out and told me that he did NOT have a card and that he told me that we discussed that we weren't going to do anything/get anything for each other! This was all fine to me; after all what good are cards anyway? The one I got him, I had stashed somewhere with a bunch of other hallmark cards that I bought on sale at one point. Flowers die and then you are left with the stinky water and chocolates just make you fat. With sex, all kinds of sex, you get to exercise and feel good. And when it comes to "eating at the V", you can eat all you want and you won't get fat – where else can you go for a meal like that? See? It all works out. I told him to, "shush his mouth and kiss me" and then motioned with my finger back to the room where the "chocolate and strawberries" (KY, yours and mine
) was waiting.A While later….
Oh, yeah…that was good shit…..sigh….. Does anyone have a cigarette?
Day 46
So we are sitting there, watching TV and almost ready for bed when the big guy gets up, to go to the bathroom or something, I dunno I wasn't paying attention and then all of a sudden there is a big ol' Johnson right in my face! So the time between the bathroom and the living room there was an arousal and he decided to make it known. How do men do that? And why is it necessary to basically slap my face with it? LMAO! So we take care of things and then I go to the bathroom to tidy up and realize that there is a Maxim magazine next to the toilet. NICE…. Now I know.
Day 47
Have you ever done the deed in front of a mirror? Yeah, not so good when you're a cubby one like me. My boobies were bouncing all over the place and so where other things…why in the world is this sexy? Ew. To me it was like watching a horrible car crash in slow motion. Or better yet like a sumo wrestler falling in slow motion. *closes eyes, shakes head and inhales thought teeth* yuk yuk yuk.
Day 48
Ok so we used that KY chocolate and strawberry stuff before and it's fabulous AND it's totally not like that assailant deterrent that almost cost me my eye from before. It isn't menthol or tingly, it's just intensely flavored. Anyway, my luv-a had to work late tonight and he goes in to change but when he comes out he smells like chocolate. I guess he wanted to prep for the night. Love it! I totally giggled and then went right to unbuttoning some pants. I actually like the strawberry more but who cares, its fun! I seriously have not given this much head on a non-time-o-the-month before in my life! Thanks KY
Day 49
Mmmmm… chocolate in the morning? I'm right on it! I just don't like to fool too much with Fridays. When they are good they are good.
Friday, February 11, 2011
I wonder how it’s like there.
Where do I begin? This week has been one of the most overwhelming, sad and reflecting times that I have had in a long time. I think life can be summarized into categories of growth and enlightenment because there are many pivotal points into one's life that makes you put things into perspective. Is the rush of daily life enough to sit down and appreciate all that you have around you? Not really. I think that when life throws you a curve ball (or two) it is meant to make you slow down and think and enjoy what we all have here, right now; life. This week I have had two young people close to me pass away and 2 other people who I am friends with had close people to them go as well. One thing that I thought about was how lucky I am to have my husband and my children right here, right now. I don't know what I would do if I had to lay in bed alone without feeling his warmth (ok, now I am getting all choked up) or the sound of laughter from my kids. But where does that leave the people who have to deal with these feelings? The spouses, children, parents and siblings are the ones that I truly grieve for. When it is all quiet is when I worry. There are so many times that I take it all for granted and as I get a little older, dealing with death and life is something that is going to come a lot more. While it does not get any easier, we all must learn that these people that have gone before us are in a place that we all want to be one day and that it's ok.
Week 6
Day 36
I heard today some sad news…there were feelings of panic and of dread. Helplessness filled the air. When you are close to someone, it's amazing how much you pick up on their emotions without them even uttering a word. My husband and I just looked at each other and tears welled up in our eyes. We hugged each other only for a few moments but they felt so good that it felt more like an hour. We both said, "Pray for a miracle" and "it's okay, it's okay" a few times before we both had to compose ourselves. Left with the reeling feelings of sadness for our friend but also their family, set the tone for the rest of the night. Later, our moment was soft and concerning, we took each other in with thoughtful care. It was one of those moments when you connect fully on a spiritual level. We felt alive.
Day 37
She's back…that stupid nature freak, "Flow", god I hate being a woman…. This is really going to help with my emotional level this week. *shakes head and rolls eyes in disgust*
We visited our friend in the hospital and in hindsight, said good bye one last time. As much as hospitals and seeing people in that position terrifies me, it was good to see her and good to talk with the family. The rest of our day was a normal Sunday with playing with the kids and waiting for the big FOOSBALL game that was supposed to come on later. Hubby went out to his friends house around the corner to watch because apparently,"they have the best spread around!". I enjoyed my evening watching Tinker bell while trying to calm a squirmy, teething baby down. Which I guess is very similar to trying to actually catching a football while running. I expected my stud-muffin to come in after the game but he surprised me at 8pm. "They ran out of the ribs…Lisa, they were so good that I want to take some and go cuddle with them in bed…that's how good they were!", he says. "I tried to get some to bring home to you but I was afraid of getting attacked", "I already ate" I say with a laugh. "And it got boring and I thought that I would rather hang out with my baby" he thoughtfully says. Awww, I know he is lying and think….what a guy. Seriously, that right there is so nice. I could care less about flowers or anything else after he said that. Needless to say, he was rewarded for his kind words.
Day 38
*Sigh* our friend has gone. So damn wrong! She was too young, to fun too….full of life. Huh. Isn't that the way it always goes? The ones that you think are too active and energetic to die are the ones to go. I just don't get it.
This is hard to be intimate when you have these emotions around. I almost feel guilty doing it because every time I do it reminds me of a celebration. But that shouldn't necessarily the case because sex is actually a celebration of life and love in general, every time you have sex with your husband, partner, wife...etc, you strengthen your vows. Did you know that marriage isn't the actual sacrament?? It's the SEX! The sex is the most ultimate expression of love and devotion between two married people and if you are catholic (like me) you get to be blessed by God every time you get it on! I am sure that it's like this in all faiths. Not to get all religious but that's just what I was told…….by a priest….he was wearing a white collar….I think. So that night, even though "flow" is here…it was very passionate and deeply emotional.
Day 39
Did I say that I am lucky to have my wonderful husband? Well I am. I am just so proud to be his wife. Honestly, we do not always get along and there are some times when I just want to be by myself (like in the other room, not not married) but that only makes us human. He tells me that I am beautiful when I feel that I am not. Once in a while he even tucks me in at night (awww!) He works so hard to put a roof over our heads and food in our bellies. He is amazing and I am so happy that I am able to share life with him. I told him this, as he looks at me like I have given up too much information that needs to be bottled up somewhere. I know guys aren't the best at emotions but hell; I am a woman and damnit, I'm-a-gonna-get-mushy! There is nothing else to say…the door closed and we got busy. Sorry to disappoint you but use your imagination on this one.
Day 40
My hunny had the day off so earlier in the day we managed to get the kids playing in another room so we tiptoed into our room and quickly shut the door and locked it because we don't need any peeper-creepers barging in. While it was quick (more like my handy mouth work was quick), it was refreshing and nice to have him home during the day.
Day 41
UGH! More bad news…A relative of mine, passed away. She had battled cancer for 10 years and also was an amazing, funny, warm hearted person. Again, the ones you think that will always be here. By now I have learned that these two women that I had the privilege to know have taught me a valuable lesson. Life is what you make of it so make it count. And this night…we made it count.
Day 42
Would it be bad if I took a shower this morning with my love? Nah….
Were all clean and warm and fuzzy inside despite what we will go through this afternoon.
Along with strengthening the bonds with others, we have enjoyed getting closer emotionally and spiritually this week. It has opened a door in our relationship that signals a new period of growth for both of us as individuals and as a couple. Sex can be healing and comforting. I remember 42 days ago we slept farther apart on our bed and now we make sure that at least one of us has his/her arm around the other. I hope that it stays like that for the rest of our lives.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Leave the dildo, keep the cannoli
Business as usual this week and we are all back to normal. No one is sick, work sucks and there is an impending snow storm that may kill us all on the horizon. Its winter people, it snows…. I will let you know if I survived when it's all over. Hey, if it traps us in the house for a few days I know what I will be doing to stay warm. There seems to be nothing else in Michigan to do in the winter around here anyway except get some action in your nice warm house, car, boat that is in heated storage, or ice shanty. Maybe that's why there are so many pregnancies that occur in the late fall through winter here? I KNOW all of mine did.
Week 5
Day 29
Same shit different day, but now with some new lingerie. Doesn't that make it all better? Oh and you can add in a bottle of wine to boot and then we are knocking some. He smiles and nods and its ON!
Day 30
Foot ball...FuuuTBALL (Say it with a really annoying sarcastic tone and that's where I am at)"Damn, I wish I were a football. Then I can get some action by a tight end in the middle of the day". That's OK Hun; I will sit here and watch. That's ok, really…No, no don't change the channel, I actually like foosball or whatever they call it (grimace). "Just as long as I get it when it's over…." I say under my breath with a smile.
When is halftime? Wanna meet me in the bathroom?
Day 31
So tonight I asked my dude if we could change it up a bit and I suggested that thing they call 69. Of course he responded with a big "hell yea!" and as I sat there, recounting what had just came out of my mouth, I hesitated for a moment thinking of how I should just go about getting on top of him. This is a delicate procedure that has to be done correctly, right? I started to think again and said, "well maybe not" …"Come on!" he says in an annoyed voice. Deep breath…ok, I climb on to him in the opposite direction and immediately felt awkward because my torso is apparently very long so really my stomach is at mouth level. Ok, what the hell am I supposed to do, pull his "thingy" down in order for it all to work out…wouldn't that be uncomfortable? We readjust and he begins. I do not. I don't start on him because I just began thinking this is not good.
So there I am presenting my ass like a Howler Monkey thinking – "omg, did I shave? My asshole is like staring him down! Are women supposed to shave their asses? Ew, I wonder if it smells? What if I fart (don't think that would happen cause' girls don't fart) Gawd that would be nast…but I am clean, I should smell like a peach…omg, but what if I don't? "My spinning thoughts totally ruined the moment. I quickly got off of him and just said "you know I rather give you a blow-job Hun." So that was my venture with 69. Yeah, not so well. Maybe next time (after I get a Brazilian wax)
Day 32
The blizzard is upon us…well, that's what the meteorologist said. But this is a funny looking blizzard because it looks just like a regular snow storm out my window. Hmmmph. Daddy-o comes home and we talk about him missing hockey for this potential blizzard. He looks at me and laughs and asks "are you really scared about a little snow?" "I could be", I say and attempt to explain to him that if he stays home we could have a romp a few times instead of just once… No dice. Sigh. I guess I will just have to wait until he comes back and I am sure it will be fine.
Later, he finds me on the couch sleeping and wakes me up. I dunno, something about half sleep sex that is somewhat paramount.
Day 33
After the night before, I was really into trying to tell myself that everything was presentable in my nether regions. My guy assured me that I was great down there and there is no need to be stupid about it. He told me as he was immersed in a hockey game so who knows if he is serious. I couldn't help it though; I have issues, when I am not sure about something I have to make sure that I am 100% confident so I have no concern when I am in the situation. I thought about the whole Brazilian option but felt that it would be crazy awkward to get all nekid with some random person in order for them to wax my crotch and butt hair. So I trot off to the bathroom. In my quest to making sure that I am completely smooth everywhere I made a grave mistake. I decided to take matters in my own hands and bought a waxing kit at the store. So with a mirror, waxing strips and some hot wax, I began to lady-scape myself. Directions: Ok, so spread the wax: Check. Apply the fabric strip: Check….Pull strip off in the opposite direction in a fast motion while holding skin taught with the other hand….checkkkkk YEOW-CH! "JEZUS CHRYSTUS MATKA BOSKA!!!" "That's enough waxing!" I say as I hurl the wax jar across the floor while simultaneously reversing screaming. I am going to have to shave the rest of this beast. HOLY COW that hurt. How the hell can people do that? I should have invested on the Tranny doing Brazilian waxes at my nearest spa. Now, even though I have to shave, I have an enormous bruise on the side of my V-J-J and it really looks ugly. Sigh. Later on, we got it on. He laughed. It hurt L
Day 34
My body is getting more accustomed to the ol' Boomtangle even though my inner crotch is still bruised. It's sort of like a pavlovian influence (conditioned response) because I swear that whenever I see my husband now, my Va-J-J begins to salivate! HA!
Day 35
1-2-3….oooooooooohhhh yeah Baby! FRIDAY morning slob knob for my babies Daddy! I decided to give "her" a rest and a cold compress later. HA! This is the best way to start the weekend Y'all, you have to try it.
I have nothing learned this week other than to stay the Fuck away from waxing strips on my Hoo Ha. Well I guess one thing more, don't worry about yourself and just enjoy the moment as it comes because thinking too much ruins the moment.
Week 5
Day 29
Same shit different day, but now with some new lingerie. Doesn't that make it all better? Oh and you can add in a bottle of wine to boot and then we are knocking some. He smiles and nods and its ON!
Day 30
Foot ball...FuuuTBALL (Say it with a really annoying sarcastic tone and that's where I am at)"Damn, I wish I were a football. Then I can get some action by a tight end in the middle of the day". That's OK Hun; I will sit here and watch. That's ok, really…No, no don't change the channel, I actually like foosball or whatever they call it (grimace). "Just as long as I get it when it's over…." I say under my breath with a smile.
When is halftime? Wanna meet me in the bathroom?
Day 31
So tonight I asked my dude if we could change it up a bit and I suggested that thing they call 69. Of course he responded with a big "hell yea!" and as I sat there, recounting what had just came out of my mouth, I hesitated for a moment thinking of how I should just go about getting on top of him. This is a delicate procedure that has to be done correctly, right? I started to think again and said, "well maybe not" …"Come on!" he says in an annoyed voice. Deep breath…ok, I climb on to him in the opposite direction and immediately felt awkward because my torso is apparently very long so really my stomach is at mouth level. Ok, what the hell am I supposed to do, pull his "thingy" down in order for it all to work out…wouldn't that be uncomfortable? We readjust and he begins. I do not. I don't start on him because I just began thinking this is not good.
So there I am presenting my ass like a Howler Monkey thinking – "omg, did I shave? My asshole is like staring him down! Are women supposed to shave their asses? Ew, I wonder if it smells? What if I fart (don't think that would happen cause' girls don't fart) Gawd that would be nast…but I am clean, I should smell like a peach…omg, but what if I don't? "My spinning thoughts totally ruined the moment. I quickly got off of him and just said "you know I rather give you a blow-job Hun." So that was my venture with 69. Yeah, not so well. Maybe next time (after I get a Brazilian wax)
Day 32
The blizzard is upon us…well, that's what the meteorologist said. But this is a funny looking blizzard because it looks just like a regular snow storm out my window. Hmmmph. Daddy-o comes home and we talk about him missing hockey for this potential blizzard. He looks at me and laughs and asks "are you really scared about a little snow?" "I could be", I say and attempt to explain to him that if he stays home we could have a romp a few times instead of just once… No dice. Sigh. I guess I will just have to wait until he comes back and I am sure it will be fine.
Later, he finds me on the couch sleeping and wakes me up. I dunno, something about half sleep sex that is somewhat paramount.
Day 33
After the night before, I was really into trying to tell myself that everything was presentable in my nether regions. My guy assured me that I was great down there and there is no need to be stupid about it. He told me as he was immersed in a hockey game so who knows if he is serious. I couldn't help it though; I have issues, when I am not sure about something I have to make sure that I am 100% confident so I have no concern when I am in the situation. I thought about the whole Brazilian option but felt that it would be crazy awkward to get all nekid with some random person in order for them to wax my crotch and butt hair. So I trot off to the bathroom. In my quest to making sure that I am completely smooth everywhere I made a grave mistake. I decided to take matters in my own hands and bought a waxing kit at the store. So with a mirror, waxing strips and some hot wax, I began to lady-scape myself. Directions: Ok, so spread the wax: Check. Apply the fabric strip: Check….Pull strip off in the opposite direction in a fast motion while holding skin taught with the other hand….checkkkkk YEOW-CH! "JEZUS CHRYSTUS MATKA BOSKA!!!" "That's enough waxing!" I say as I hurl the wax jar across the floor while simultaneously reversing screaming. I am going to have to shave the rest of this beast. HOLY COW that hurt. How the hell can people do that? I should have invested on the Tranny doing Brazilian waxes at my nearest spa. Now, even though I have to shave, I have an enormous bruise on the side of my V-J-J and it really looks ugly. Sigh. Later on, we got it on. He laughed. It hurt L
Day 34
My body is getting more accustomed to the ol' Boomtangle even though my inner crotch is still bruised. It's sort of like a pavlovian influence (conditioned response) because I swear that whenever I see my husband now, my Va-J-J begins to salivate! HA!
Day 35
1-2-3….oooooooooohhhh yeah Baby! FRIDAY morning slob knob for my babies Daddy! I decided to give "her" a rest and a cold compress later. HA! This is the best way to start the weekend Y'all, you have to try it.
I have nothing learned this week other than to stay the Fuck away from waxing strips on my Hoo Ha. Well I guess one thing more, don't worry about yourself and just enjoy the moment as it comes because thinking too much ruins the moment.
Friday, January 28, 2011
No poo poo for Bo Bo
So many times in relationships you will question its integrity by the act of fighting with one another. Fighting is actually a human instinct and to prove your ideals are important, right and the way to go. A scoff is the way that it comes out and usually the way it ends is one person being mad at the other. If you are a woman, this typically means that you will issue the silent treatment for a said amount of time, spite the other person by refusing his needs and give evil glances from time to time…oh, and with your hands folded. For males, this usually means that you punch a wall, a pillow or call a name and then completely forgot the incident took place, go on believing that you are right and later understand that you must say sorry to the person giving you the silent treatment before you can get some sex again. No one won and no problem was solved. In relationships the 3 main fights are about money, sex and kids….In my relationship, the fights are about time; time for each other and time for being individuals. With crazy work/school schedules how are you supposed to have time to do what you need to do to become a whole person? How are you supposed to be good to others when you can't even do the things that you need to do to be good to yourself? Desperately we come up with sand as it runs through our fingers and in the frustration; we lash out on the closest people around us –Our Spouses, kids and whoever else is close. This is perfectly natural but as I have said before, balance is so important. Allowing each other to breathe once in a while is a good thing to keep in mind.
Week 4
Day 22
Oye, this week did not start off well. Overall I felt stressed and I really needed some time to myself that never came out. The Mr. got to go out 2 nights this week and I pretty much did what I always do…take care of the kiddies. And that really isn't a bad thing because I really do have some amazing children and thank goodness for them all the time. Women really need that time away because it's just like working a 24 hour job 7 days a week. The fight began because I got a little bitchy because frankly, I wanted what I wanted. Later on when time had softened us we dimed the lights, put some candles on and started going at it but it did not last long. Who the hell fights in the middle of sex? I do! Lol Seriously, I threw off the covers and got all huffy on my way to the bathroom. He was like "wtf"?!?! "I really just want to be left alone", I say. Really, I had just been thinking that he gets his way all the time and now he gets his way AGAIN by getting some action and for some reason it made me a little bitter. So technically even though there was some action…it was like a big pause button had been pushed.
Day 23
It's a much better atmosphere in the morning and after finally expressing my true thoughts and why I was mad, he understood and actually apologized. I apologized for my behavior as well and the rest of the day went pretty well. The morning especially went well as we diverted the kids to play in their rooms while we had a makeup quickie in our room. The rest of the day went to shit as he left to watch some football and I got to do what I normally do every day of my friken life….Bastard…
Day 24
Ok, so in my little Kama Sutra fascination I have realized that some of the positions are downright UN-achievable and only stick thin people who eat kale all the time might, JUST might manage them, leading to my belief that big booty girls need to write their own version of the damn thing. Look, Kim Kardashian once told me "nice ass…" Over the years, while it has gotten larger (but still cute) admiration of my booty has always been a source of seduction when it came to my man. Put on some black thongs, walk around in front of him, bend over…instant stiff one. Now it is a source of disappointment in my opinion because some of these positions are a struggle because let's just say that my rear flotation devices act as a blocker for the big freighter that is trying to come into the harbor.
Day 25
By the time my hubby got home I was so tired, I was ready to get it on and go to sleep. (I think I see a trend week to week with this statement) Anyway so right away we jump on the bed and commence to stuff… But I kept smelling this odd odor that I could not place or locate and just played it off like "well, tonight was hockey night…maybe he didn't wash his pads and shirts from last time – hockey players equipment are notoriously raunchy- whatever…so he is a stinky guy, who am I to judge" Meanwhile, I have not shaved my legs in two days and my hair is starting to cause friction inside my pant leg to my pajama bottoms. So anyway, we are going at it and finally I am just downright grossed out and sit up, ask him if he smells what I smell and he says, "Yes! I thought it was you?!!?!" Like seriously? "You thought it was ME????" I argue. "Whatever let's just get back to where we were and try to forget about it", he continues. Ok, let's do it. So again, I cannot stand the smell and finally lean into the nape of his neck and into the pillow where I find a stinky, rotten, nasty-shmasty dirty DIAPER that I had changed earlier on the fly in my bedroom right in my NOSE. UGGGHHHHHH NAST. No more changing the baby on the bed.
Day 26
So among other things, he is feeling frisky tonight. We enjoy a sexy hot tub outside in freeeezing temperatures and then re-warm up in the bedroom. Wink Wink. After all, how can I deny the man since it was my idea for all of this to begin with and who can blame him – he's just trying to get some stank for his "hang-low"!? Whata guy!
Day 27
Late nights are the pits especially when you are horney and feeling better! I have had this odd, "feel like poop" feeling lately and quite frankly I was ready to get on some speed. I really think that what the kids had, I ended up getting but in a different form. I just wanted to sleep and had headaches for a few days. So tonight I felt really powerful, wore some sexy new lingerie and even gave him a lap dance and I am so glad that I didn't fall or make myself look like an idiot! It's interesting of how confident I feel and I am so glad he is digging it.
Day 28
As you probably know by now, we start our day right at the end of the week with morning breath and crazy hair-a-blazin! Happy Friday, Darlin'.
Tonight, I will finally get to go out with some friends. This has not happened for months and months and I am so happy! I could care less where I go just as long as I get to go. However, when I get home he better look out because I am raping his ass (not his ass literally…ew).
What have I learned this week? Well for starters, my confidence has begun to rise again. Also, being able to speak to each other about needs is important and something that I am used to blowing off in all directions but something has changed and it's something that I am not sure if would had taken place if this whole NYE resolution did not come into fruition. Indeed think that it's changing us for the better on many levels.
Week 4
Day 22
Oye, this week did not start off well. Overall I felt stressed and I really needed some time to myself that never came out. The Mr. got to go out 2 nights this week and I pretty much did what I always do…take care of the kiddies. And that really isn't a bad thing because I really do have some amazing children and thank goodness for them all the time. Women really need that time away because it's just like working a 24 hour job 7 days a week. The fight began because I got a little bitchy because frankly, I wanted what I wanted. Later on when time had softened us we dimed the lights, put some candles on and started going at it but it did not last long. Who the hell fights in the middle of sex? I do! Lol Seriously, I threw off the covers and got all huffy on my way to the bathroom. He was like "wtf"?!?! "I really just want to be left alone", I say. Really, I had just been thinking that he gets his way all the time and now he gets his way AGAIN by getting some action and for some reason it made me a little bitter. So technically even though there was some action…it was like a big pause button had been pushed.
Day 23
It's a much better atmosphere in the morning and after finally expressing my true thoughts and why I was mad, he understood and actually apologized. I apologized for my behavior as well and the rest of the day went pretty well. The morning especially went well as we diverted the kids to play in their rooms while we had a makeup quickie in our room. The rest of the day went to shit as he left to watch some football and I got to do what I normally do every day of my friken life….Bastard…
Day 24
Ok, so in my little Kama Sutra fascination I have realized that some of the positions are downright UN-achievable and only stick thin people who eat kale all the time might, JUST might manage them, leading to my belief that big booty girls need to write their own version of the damn thing. Look, Kim Kardashian once told me "nice ass…" Over the years, while it has gotten larger (but still cute) admiration of my booty has always been a source of seduction when it came to my man. Put on some black thongs, walk around in front of him, bend over…instant stiff one. Now it is a source of disappointment in my opinion because some of these positions are a struggle because let's just say that my rear flotation devices act as a blocker for the big freighter that is trying to come into the harbor.
Day 25
By the time my hubby got home I was so tired, I was ready to get it on and go to sleep. (I think I see a trend week to week with this statement) Anyway so right away we jump on the bed and commence to stuff… But I kept smelling this odd odor that I could not place or locate and just played it off like "well, tonight was hockey night…maybe he didn't wash his pads and shirts from last time – hockey players equipment are notoriously raunchy- whatever…so he is a stinky guy, who am I to judge" Meanwhile, I have not shaved my legs in two days and my hair is starting to cause friction inside my pant leg to my pajama bottoms. So anyway, we are going at it and finally I am just downright grossed out and sit up, ask him if he smells what I smell and he says, "Yes! I thought it was you?!!?!" Like seriously? "You thought it was ME????" I argue. "Whatever let's just get back to where we were and try to forget about it", he continues. Ok, let's do it. So again, I cannot stand the smell and finally lean into the nape of his neck and into the pillow where I find a stinky, rotten, nasty-shmasty dirty DIAPER that I had changed earlier on the fly in my bedroom right in my NOSE. UGGGHHHHHH NAST. No more changing the baby on the bed.
Day 26
So among other things, he is feeling frisky tonight. We enjoy a sexy hot tub outside in freeeezing temperatures and then re-warm up in the bedroom. Wink Wink. After all, how can I deny the man since it was my idea for all of this to begin with and who can blame him – he's just trying to get some stank for his "hang-low"!? Whata guy!
Day 27
Late nights are the pits especially when you are horney and feeling better! I have had this odd, "feel like poop" feeling lately and quite frankly I was ready to get on some speed. I really think that what the kids had, I ended up getting but in a different form. I just wanted to sleep and had headaches for a few days. So tonight I felt really powerful, wore some sexy new lingerie and even gave him a lap dance and I am so glad that I didn't fall or make myself look like an idiot! It's interesting of how confident I feel and I am so glad he is digging it.
Day 28
As you probably know by now, we start our day right at the end of the week with morning breath and crazy hair-a-blazin! Happy Friday, Darlin'.
Tonight, I will finally get to go out with some friends. This has not happened for months and months and I am so happy! I could care less where I go just as long as I get to go. However, when I get home he better look out because I am raping his ass (not his ass literally…ew).
What have I learned this week? Well for starters, my confidence has begun to rise again. Also, being able to speak to each other about needs is important and something that I am used to blowing off in all directions but something has changed and it's something that I am not sure if would had taken place if this whole NYE resolution did not come into fruition. Indeed think that it's changing us for the better on many levels.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Yippy Oh-KY
Apparently this week I have a boost in my IgA levels. Now that can either mean that I am part of the Independent Grocers Alliance or I have more antibodies of Immunoglobulin A in my system, I will take the latter. In my initial post I may have said that having sex often can trigger a series of health benefits one being the boost in immunity. I have seen benefits this week as all of my children have acquired some sort of plague. Insert jingle à(Nausea ^VOMIT^ –heartburn- indigestion –upset stomach –Diarrhea *make sure you hold on to your butt when you sing that part)). In all of the pleasantries of the week I am astonished to say that I did not get sick! I know you all could care less but my point is that there could really be something there to the benefits of sex. I admit that this could all be total coincidental and that I could be just the lucky one this week.
Week 3
Day 15
We start our week right- Tickets to Kid Rock at Ford Field and knowing that some crazy shenanigans will come out of the night. We begin the night at Hockey town and drink draft beer on the 3rd floor packed in like sardines. Being bumped repeatedly by some random guy dancing was comical entertainment to past the time before we had to go. But before we actually made it into the stadium we went to another party, somewhat of a garage hang out with standing heaters and port-a-potties. I thought that I caught another good buzz here but it could have been the carbon monoxide. From here the electricity of the night was awesome and we enjoyed dancing and singing until the last song.
I know I know…that was a pretty boring entry/night all together huh? I would love to tell you that we found some little alley way somewhere and went to town but no, it didn't happen. It was like 13 degrees and OTHERS around. How would you like to be mugged while doing it? I wouldn't.
Any way….we get home and "get it on" before both of us pass out at 4 am. At least we didn't forget.
Day 16
No heat….Wonderful. This shit always happens on the weekend when you cannot get the "Bryant" part at your heating and cooling place. We ate dinner in our hats and gloves and laughed when every time someone said something, someone would go "what?" since we all had our ears covered. Since we didn't want our little ones to be popsicles in the morning, we went to the store – to warm the F' up…sheesh – and bought a room heater so we would be warm. We also stumbled upon something fun at the store to try; 'Yours and Mine'
KY personal lubricant….. "hey look hun, yippy-oh KY!!!", I say. "'We should totally try this!!! Did you ever see that commercial where those people are in bed and then this…and then the fireworks?!" I wonder if there will really be fireworks. I am down for a little fire. He gave me this look as to say, "Seriously? I am freezing my nuts off at home and you're worried about if the shit really gives out sparks????''…"Well I am buying it", I say and toss it into the basket. My daughter was like "ooooh pretty bottles"….'HEY! put that down kid, you will go blind or…somethin'Later on, we forgot all about the lube and went straight to keeping warm like a homeless person in February. Since our kids had to sleep with us, we capitalized on our time and found ourselves in the coldest bathroom in the world. Amazingly, it was over quick.
Day 17
I lost 5 lbs!!!!! YESH!!! Happy dance. I know it's just water weight coming off from my last weeks (that bitch) but still, nice to see the scale go in that direction for a change. Anyway, now that the heater was fixed and the house was warm again the night was much better. Once the kids went to bed (DUH!) we went down stairs and lit some candles, laid a blanket (omg, I just typed blankey –total MOM moment) and had our little vials waiting for us. We wanted it to be completely sensual…just like in the commercials! Ha! Anyway – I lay on the blanket and he took the vial. I thought that he was going to put it where it is supposed to go, instead he emptied almost the whole tube into his hand and proceeded to rub PERSONAL LUBRICANT all over my chest and stomach….Uh, I don't know about you but that stuff is NOT supposed to go there. I had my whole belly button filled with the stuff. Then I started to feel kind of funny. OH crap, my whole body had a tingly sensation all over it; especially my belly button and then I touched my eye.
"OH MY GOD I just touched my eye. I am going to go blind! I just got done telling my kid that and now look at me!" I just couldn't take it anymore and started hysterically laughing all the while my hunny is looking at me in this cute innocent face like, "I didn't know where?!!?" After I wiped the majority of the $27 love potion/assailant deterrent off of me and my eye stopped burning, I taught him where it was supposed to go. It was nice, but no explosions or anything like that. Thank god.
Day 18
Today is the day that I was vomited on repeatedly by my son. Followed by diaper change after diaper change…..poor little guy. The plague, aka. Stomach flu touched down at our household. I felt so bad for the little guy and a strict B.R.A.T diet was started. He seemed to feel better as the day went on so I felt more confident as I laid him in bed at night. When my honey pants came home that night, I was anxious, once again…. (Does that surprise you?) to get this over and done with.
Day 19
I straddled him, he loved it and I felt like pervert of the year for the dirty things that I told him that night. I am finding myself getting better and better at this as the weeks go on. He totally loves it too!
Day 20
Is it wrong of me to say that when I don't get to have "one" I feel a little short changed? I know it's harder for women to get it but it would be nice every time, right? Don't get me wrong, it was amazing anyway. I should have used the KY, I actually needed those fireworks this time.
Day 21
Nothing like morning head to start his/your day. Awww yeah!
Week three motha f***a, POW!
Whether or not I am getting good things out of this is still yet to be determined. I will say that this week it has been a slightly hectic one and to be honest, we didn't talk much. We were both tired and both clutched at straws in order to just relax. I am certain, however, that even though we were tired the nookie gave us better sleep.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Fatty Drives the Bus
Back in 1999 when I first met my husband I worked out 4-5 hours a day; I lived at the gym. I ate very healthy and looked pretty damn good. I even had a washboard for a little while. Our sex life was also pretty damn good back then too. I am not saying that it isn't good anymore; I am saying that it was really good back then because I felt a little better about myself. I could care less back then if I walked around the house naked or surprised my man wearing nothing but an overcoat. I felt powerful, healthy, wealthy and positive. Over the years my body image has become an obsessive problem rather than something that I am pleased with. Every day I must think about how I can lose weight or get back into the pair of jeans that now look like something my daughter will be able to wear in a few years. One thing I can admit is that when I am focused and my desire for something is high, there is no way that I will be stopped before I reach my goal. And that is essentially the problem. If I can't go "balls out" (ha) I won't go at all. To find the balance is important in all things is something that I am beginning to be more aware of. Too much of a good thing isn't so good anymore.
Week 2
Day 8
Aren't Saturdays supposed to be fun? I think that there should be a law somewhere that makes people have to have fun on Saturdays…I mean, you can have fun every other day but Saturdays are "getcrazy" day. Ok, anyway, Hubster had to work (BOO!!!) and when he came home, I had pulled all of my hair out. He could tell that I was a little off so we decided to take the kids out to dinner which is something we don't normally do. If you are asking yourself about now, "well why not, L***", I will gladly let you take my 4, 3 and 15month old out next time. *snicker* But I digress, it was a fabulous time and I was back to my old self again. Later, after the kids were sleeping (of course, duh!) it was ON!!!! I decided to try some new positions that I found to be challenging to even look at. I saw them in a book once and wondered how the woman in the picture got her leg to go there – so I decided to break out the book and give it a shot. Momma Mia….
Day 9
I was like pookie from new jack city. I just wanted it. What the hell! Have I become an addict??? Omg…oh NO. I will have to think about this new idea over a glass of wine.
Ok, I am back. I think that I am just getting more accustomed to enjoying sex rather than becoming addicted. I mean, I don't NEED IT. Or Do I? I am off try a different page in my book. J
Day 10
I GAINED 3 pounds! DAMNIT ALL TO HELL. I roll my eyes and jump off the scale. This can be explained in only 2 ways…I either gained some muscle mass while trying to sustain a perfect kama-sutra pose, and I swear that shit is like Pilates, while getting it on. OR it was from all of my recent alcohol consumption in order for myself to be willing to partake in my latest sex venture. I don't know but I think the rest of this week I will see about laying off the crazy positions….and maybe switch to white and only half the bottle.
Day 11
I got a knock at my door this morning, it was my Aunt "flo"…she is in this week to surf the crimson waves and to present me with a lovely token of femininity. Thanks Bitch. Ruin my whole week. I am not going to give this up without a fight. I explained to "M" that I will be shutting down for the remainder of the week but in spite of my nice visitor, I will be exploring the act of felatio. His eyes glaze over and he nods an empathetic look….so understanding that man, I tell ya. But he did remind me that it would be OK, if I didn't want to as he would totally understand if I needed a break. Really, this may mean that he is the one that needs some time off (Silly man).
This gift also makes me realize that it wasn't my favorite wine or book that lead me to my weight gain. Yay!
Day 12
Hmmm..mmmm hmmmm ummmmm. Sorry I had something in my mouth. There has to be a better way. Why did his stamina have to improve now? Owell, he is happy.
Day 13
I pondered trying phone sex today because I just don't know if I can do the whole….hand-mouth-thingy thing again today…I'm sure I COULD but why not switch it up, right? I discovered how much of a prude I have become (Thank God for this intervention on NYE) because when I tried to come up with some sex-talk, I just couldn't. I used to be able to do that night and day but now I can just see him putting me on speaker phone at work (I don't think he would really do that but you never know~) or worrying about if the kids were nearby to hear what HORRIBLE things I was saying to their father. Ok just say it, I tell myself…I want you to….… I am so .…..to me there and then ...BAAAHHH I can't. "Just come home Hun, I think I have some edible massage lotion or something somewhere".
Day 14
Just letting you all know that things are going just fine. Apart from my throat being slightly bruised from this week, I am great. My husband is even better. I have also learned some tricks along the way – It does not have to be an acquired taste you know - It can be strawberry or peach or even mint. Week 2 down….BOO YA! Take that Auntie, ya BiA!
Letting yourself enjoy and appreciate balances in your live can help you to have a healthy relationship with what it is that you want to achieve. Knowing that sex, exercise and eating right should be in my life, there is no reason to get all obsessed and nitpick every detail. There will be down times, there will be issues but letting yourself go once in a while is OK. It will happen if you want it to and it will continue as long as you enjoy it.
Week 2
Day 8
Aren't Saturdays supposed to be fun? I think that there should be a law somewhere that makes people have to have fun on Saturdays…I mean, you can have fun every other day but Saturdays are "getcrazy" day. Ok, anyway, Hubster had to work (BOO!!!) and when he came home, I had pulled all of my hair out. He could tell that I was a little off so we decided to take the kids out to dinner which is something we don't normally do. If you are asking yourself about now, "well why not, L***", I will gladly let you take my 4, 3 and 15month old out next time. *snicker* But I digress, it was a fabulous time and I was back to my old self again. Later, after the kids were sleeping (of course, duh!) it was ON!!!! I decided to try some new positions that I found to be challenging to even look at. I saw them in a book once and wondered how the woman in the picture got her leg to go there – so I decided to break out the book and give it a shot. Momma Mia….
Day 9
I was like pookie from new jack city. I just wanted it. What the hell! Have I become an addict??? Omg…oh NO. I will have to think about this new idea over a glass of wine.
Ok, I am back. I think that I am just getting more accustomed to enjoying sex rather than becoming addicted. I mean, I don't NEED IT. Or Do I? I am off try a different page in my book. J
Day 10
I GAINED 3 pounds! DAMNIT ALL TO HELL. I roll my eyes and jump off the scale. This can be explained in only 2 ways…I either gained some muscle mass while trying to sustain a perfect kama-sutra pose, and I swear that shit is like Pilates, while getting it on. OR it was from all of my recent alcohol consumption in order for myself to be willing to partake in my latest sex venture. I don't know but I think the rest of this week I will see about laying off the crazy positions….and maybe switch to white and only half the bottle.
Day 11
I got a knock at my door this morning, it was my Aunt "flo"…she is in this week to surf the crimson waves and to present me with a lovely token of femininity. Thanks Bitch. Ruin my whole week. I am not going to give this up without a fight. I explained to "M" that I will be shutting down for the remainder of the week but in spite of my nice visitor, I will be exploring the act of felatio. His eyes glaze over and he nods an empathetic look….so understanding that man, I tell ya. But he did remind me that it would be OK, if I didn't want to as he would totally understand if I needed a break. Really, this may mean that he is the one that needs some time off (Silly man).
This gift also makes me realize that it wasn't my favorite wine or book that lead me to my weight gain. Yay!
Day 12
Hmmm..mmmm hmmmm ummmmm. Sorry I had something in my mouth. There has to be a better way. Why did his stamina have to improve now? Owell, he is happy.
Day 13
I pondered trying phone sex today because I just don't know if I can do the whole….hand-mouth-thingy thing again today…I'm sure I COULD but why not switch it up, right? I discovered how much of a prude I have become (Thank God for this intervention on NYE) because when I tried to come up with some sex-talk, I just couldn't. I used to be able to do that night and day but now I can just see him putting me on speaker phone at work (I don't think he would really do that but you never know~) or worrying about if the kids were nearby to hear what HORRIBLE things I was saying to their father. Ok just say it, I tell myself…I want you to….… I am so .…..to me there and then ...BAAAHHH I can't. "Just come home Hun, I think I have some edible massage lotion or something somewhere".
Day 14
Just letting you all know that things are going just fine. Apart from my throat being slightly bruised from this week, I am great. My husband is even better. I have also learned some tricks along the way – It does not have to be an acquired taste you know - It can be strawberry or peach or even mint. Week 2 down….BOO YA! Take that Auntie, ya BiA!
Letting yourself enjoy and appreciate balances in your live can help you to have a healthy relationship with what it is that you want to achieve. Knowing that sex, exercise and eating right should be in my life, there is no reason to get all obsessed and nitpick every detail. There will be down times, there will be issues but letting yourself go once in a while is OK. It will happen if you want it to and it will continue as long as you enjoy it.
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