by Christiénne Miller
Ahem. Do I have your attention? Oh, I know — nothing gets me fired up quite like a fine-looking man with smoldering eyes! It makes me want to take it out on…my man! Which brings up the topic of my post: SEX…and the lack thereof.
Talking with my girlfriend the other day, she mentioned that she’s in the same quandary. Apparently, having a three year old — while joyous — has a tendency to make your sex life take a nose dive. (It’s probably why the hubby and I have been contemplating joining the Mile High Club, just to get a little somethin’ somethin’!)
But I digress…during that same conversation, my friend also said that our beloved Dr. Mehmet Oz stated — for our health — we need to be indulging in carnal pleasures at least 4 times PER WEEK! Great, and I thought I was going to live another 50 years.
So how can we do this with conflicting schedules, short attention spans, and life in general always killing the mood? Then I remembered the quickie. You know what I’m talking about: It’s the sex practice you may have indulged in during your youth, when you had no restraint and weren’t properly exhausted by stress: 2 minutes in the walk-in closet at a friend’s party, in the car at a wedding reception, on the large tree stump in the middle of the woods on a hike — remember now?
Well, I do, and there’s even a book — which is on order as I write this, along with a re-order of my intimate grooming essentials. In the meantime, I’m coming up with a list, a plan, a mission if you will, to get my groove on and have the happiest Friday I’ve had in a while. How about you?