every 3 minutes?

Andy deserves a medal for putting up with me over the last few months. Between my juggling a full-time job, a teenage daughter who usually takes priority over my time and an extremely busy visit from my other daughter last week...oh yeah, AND the bitchy/blue phase that followed after both daughters left me for the summer...yeah, he deserves several medals. Seriously, he's such a good sport and never gets mad even when I'm running around like a crazywoman.

It was a few days after the girls left before Dinamo returned in full force, but Andy and I finally had sex after about a 10 day hiatus. It was mostly an urgent 'unloading' as there's seldom time for romance with that kind of build-up! Nevertheless, it was nice to get back in the groove. The next morning I woke up early and Andy was already in the livingroom sketching and painting like there was no tomorrow. 

He was bouncing around, oozing happiness, and I couldn't help but ask if I had 'inspired' him with our lovemaking last night. He said Hell yeah! It sure is nice to clear the mind of sex. It leaves more room for creativity.

His remark sort of perplexed me. I said Really? I paused a few moments, then asked Like how often do you actually think about sex?


Now, guys, this probably comes as no surprise to you, but honestly, I never thought a 50-year old guy would say...about every 3 minutes. Ladies, is this surprising to you? No shit!

I must admit, once it sank in, I was kind of turned on by the fact that sex is so top of mind for my guy. Which pretty much means I can have it anytime I want it. Cool...I just may take that as a challenge. We have the summer to ourselves. Might as well make it HOT.

i love being a girl

I know, I know, I'm a bit mature to be called a girl, but just allow me my moment, please.

I can still be excited about getting attention from guys, especially my beloved Andy, and making myself look my best, keeping fit not fat, and dressing to a T to make those heads turn my way. The attention is good for my confidence. And as I approach 50 I am proud to say that I still turn plenty of heads and occasionally get told I have a great ass. I'll take that.

Only we girls can have babies, and that's been a real trip for me. I know, not all fun and games. In fact, raising them was the most intense test of endurance of my life. But my life wouldn't have been right without having them. I love my girls and I loved giving birth to them, although making them was the most fun of all!

Another awesome thing about being a girl, which most women despise, is the monthly cycle. Mine has never been a nightmare full of pain and gross stuff. Instead it brings a surge in sexual appetite which makes the craving so exciting, especially when my man is hot and waiting to satisfy! Having sex during my period has been a pretty intimate affair as well.

I guess you could say I have embraced my femininity. The men in my life have, too.