my husband’s favorite one is when I say “earlier today I really wanted to have sex with you”…as we’re both clearly waaaaaaaaay to exhausted to do it. He kind of perks up, then notes my use of the past tense and sags a little… (no pun intended)

back in the old days, when the kids were really little and I almost never wanted to do it, and my loving spouse was schooling for roughly 18 hours every day, after the kids had fallen asleep I’d go kind of stand next to him while he worked at the computer(and he was actually “working” — not the same as how I try to convince my kids that “I need to do some work on the computer” and it’s really just cyberfun.) I was usually wearing my pink frumpy (my favorite comfy loungewear) with my favorite dessert of semi-sweet chocolate chips mixed with natural peanut butter (try it, it’s heavenly!) and then if he didn’t respond to my advances, I’d go watch tv. When he complained that I never initiated sex, I’d recount for him all the times I came and stood next to him while he worked and he never took me up on my offer… he kind of thought maybe I needed to work on my moves.

Now that we don’t have cable anymore, our sex life has picked up quite a bit!!

thanks for the opportunity to say stuff on your blog that I can’t say on mine — I have one of those respectable blogs…kind of boring, but my grandpa can read it.

cheers!
tiffani

my husband’s favorite one is when I say “earlier today I really wanted to have sex with you”…as we’re both clearly waaaaaaaaay to exhausted to do it. He kind of perks up, then notes my use of the past tense and sags a little… (no pun intended)

back in the old days, when the kids were really little and I almost never wanted to do it, and my loving spouse was schooling for roughly 18 hours every day, after the kids had fallen asleep I’d go kind of stand next to him while he worked at the computer(and he was actually “working” — not the same as how I try to convince my kids that “I need to do some work on the computer” and it’s really just cyberfun.) I was usually wearing my pink frumpy (my favorite comfy loungewear) with my favorite dessert of semi-sweet chocolate chips mixed with natural peanut butter (try it, it’s heavenly!) and then if he didn’t respond to my advances, I’d go watch tv. When he complained that I never initiated sex, I’d recount for him all the times I came and stood next to him while he worked and he never took me up on my offer… he kind of thought maybe I needed to work on my moves.

Now that we don’t have cable anymore, our sex life has picked up quite a bit!!

thanks for the opportunity to say stuff on your blog that I can’t say on mine — I have one of those respectable blogs…kind of boring, but my grandpa can read it.

Too funny, I’ve been doing something similar as well, you have to be very sparse with it as you’ve already found out!!! Thanks for the laugh.

This could be depressing.

It so counts.