Tuesday, July 29, 2008

a decision I may come to regret

Heh heh, no pun intended... heh!
 
Inspired by a fellow blogger who was, in turn, inspired by some magazine article, I have signed on for 100 days in a row of sex. Last night was night 1. It was good. That does not mean I am looking forward to tonight.
 
I am a willing participant in this experiment. I was offered several outs. I thought it would probably be good for us... with the possible added benefit of buying me a few weeks off at the end of this.
 
Also, the other blogger got an iPod out of the deal so I am hoping I will get a great Christmas present if I keep this up.
 
Future updates to come...
 
Oh yeah. Also, we have an established marital rule along the lines of, "What's good for the goose is good for the gander." Except for us it is, "What's good for the goose's ass is good for the gander's." So even though my beloved's love language is supposedly butt sex, no one is speaking his language around here. So don't be traumatized if you know me in real life.

Monday, July 21, 2008

love languages

After some introspection, I determined that my love language has something to do with eating chocolatey baked goods in peace and quiet. If I could be alone with a giant plate of chocolate chip cookies, all would be right in my universe.
 
I shared this with my husband, but then he told me that his love language is butt sex. :(