SEX, SEX, SEX… ARE WE DOING IT ENOUGH WITH OUR PARTNERS?
So girlies, I’m off on a long weekend break to Philippines with The Captain, and despite missing my Monkeys terribly, I know we need some time out for our wedding Anniversary. Time to regroup, time to remember why we go together in the first place, time alone, and time to party late into the night, holding a bottle of Vodka in one hand and my Hubby’s in the other (we were great at that).
It will be hard after so many years of trying to tone things down, but we loved to be away on holidays, sometimes 8 times a year. Whether it was long weekends in Amsterdam (smoking the local delicacy), Prague (food), Brussels (Mussles with frites), Malaga (Gambas pil pil), skiing in France …. Everyone I worked with hated me as I was always jetting off to Italy, Spain, Ibiza, France, Bora Bora, Fiji, Vegas (Baby!) …. you name it…. we did it.
Plus we enjoy diving and liked to push the boundaries. BUT, we didn’t have the twins (or the copious amounts of luggage they come with). The arguments getting to the airport are drastically different to the ones before. Now, it’s over who sits with the easy baby, who holds the buggy, changing bag, what if they go into meltdown on the plane, do we feed them before take off? zzzzzz. Our rows before would involve buying magazines and who read what first.
Soooo… as I pack for my trip, I know what the Captain has on his mind. SEX. It’s very simple. If I dish it out, we wouldn’t have one itty bitty row, about anything. So why does one hold out when we know this is the secret to keep men quiet and fun? Well, I’m just bloody tired and not feeling that sexy. Ok, after a few vodka shots and a smoke on the bong, who knows what I’ll be doing, but stone cold sober…. I’m just tired and want to sleep in the sun (and maybe get a nice tan too). This, of course, is not how men are programmed. Less sex for them means, distance. Women need to be feeling close to their fella emotionally in order to put out the goods. I read this crap somewhere recently.
I have to state, I am very much in love with the Captain, and often recall those early days of continuous sex in all sorts of public places just for the hell of it (sometimes 3 times) but we had no kids, responsibility, a huge mortgage, old parents, and generally life hanging on our shoulders. I will say this…. all the excuses I hand out, are lame. If my life is going to be fun and happy just by giving The captain a quick nosh here n there, so be it.
Sooo…. off I pack for a long weekend away to drink with my Man, swim, dive in the sea, shag in someone elses beach side villa with swimming pool (& hopefully CCTV to capture the moment), drink again and have sex all over our luxury Hotel in the Philippines.
BRING IT ON!! I just hope customs in Manilla Airport don’t open my suitcase to discover all sorts of, ahem, sexual paraphernalia…