How to seduce your partner

I have sexy thoughts of my husband today. 
I had a dream about him last night that I can't shake. 
It was a strange dream but all day long I am plotting his seduction.

I am married to the sexiest man. I really shouldn't advertise it because you will want to steal him but there is no lack of steamy in my house.  I have thousands of hot memories on loop in my mind.
I am a DJ of love and lust and luck. It's gorgeous being in his arms. It's safe and it's like a goddamn poem.

But I have to go back and sample and mix and loop these memories too.
I have to catch myself from going too far into the seedy side of life.
I have to pull myself out of the murk of motherhood and work.
I have to tell my husband that I want him more.
I have to open my soft mouth and tell him all of the things he wants to hear.
because no one can read my mind
I need to bite my bottom lip more.  I need to be alive right now.
We must not stop working on this thing called love.
Lust powers the whole shebang and we have to feed the fire.
We have to burn like tigers.

I always want him. I do. I could be like Yoko Ono and John Lennon and just stay in bed all day with Joe. Yet, lately I just deflate over the course of the day into a person who wants to sleep.
Damn you work. Damn you hard hot days of people and pressures.
I just want to sleep.
Alone in the only room of my own that I have.
Sinking into the ether of peace.
The only place where no one needs me or expects things of me.
It sounds terrible and crazy but sleep is my lover lately.
Sleep is my sexy lover and I need to break it off.

I can't stop thinking of his wicked grin.
The corner of his mouth that I want to crawl inside of and settle.
His hands come to me and I am instantly transformed into the woman that I want to be.
It's like when he touches me- Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah" bursts from my skin
and fills the room and it is light and wet and shining.
It is.

What do you love about the one you love?
How do you sleep less and live more?
What are your best seduction tips? 
{Mine are saying yes to science fiction/expensive beer/back rubs/food that cooks all day/boobs}

Ain't love grand?


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That’s the way romance is. Usually that’s the way it goes. But every once in a while, it goes the other way too.

In the early 90's I used to walk around Athens, Ohio reciting Alabama's speeches on my way to class. I would channel my mother's southern accent and walk with a swagger. I don't know why but I always loved this bit of movie talk talk.

He must have a big pecker

just listening to the national and making plans to be a better version of me
weaving little dreams in and out of my fingers as I sit impatiently
for life to get lighter round here
just a little lighter

turn the light out
say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
let's not try and figure out
everything at once


and there is a woodpecker pecking my house everyday this week.
Peck peck peck.
Finn Says he must have a big pecker.
I laugh and roll out over the floor
sore from kickboxing

and then there is the issue of this Target "tissue weight" clothing they sell.
Is it just me or does every single piece
get a tiny hole as soon as you wear it one time
Is it disposable?

Happy weekend lovers.

Stay out super late tonight
picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us

I am here this weekend if you wanna come say hello! xo

It's like motherhood. You can never truly describe it. One must experience it.

"Bite your teeth into the ass of life."

I was a big slacker at Christmas and did not make that one thing he wanted. Mincemeat pie.
I really do not even know what it is right. Is it meat or is it like nasty fruitcake? Dunno.

Anyhoo. I got this book out of the library yesterday to try and make amends for my craptastic wifey ways. I thought I would start now and perhaps by December be able to create the pie. (I have learned that often proper British foods take weeks to prepare and involve ingredients sitting around in tins and such so I really made an effort you see.)

So this book, "Great British Cooking" by Jane Garmey looks pretty good and I bring it home and the first thing I notice while flipping through it is that someone had really strong feelings about the crumpets on page 210. I swear to God there is post it note on page 211 describing in detail the authors mistake. I swear to God that the post it note has been typed.
This is freaking serious crumpet love.
have you ever seen something so mad?!
I may start leaving love notes in library books...
Today.


title post- Big Night 1996

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"Oh, the usual. I bowl. Drive around. The occasional acid flashback."

I can do that.
Honestly.
It is really good for the ego in a bar-
even on a bad hair day folks seem to like it.

What can you do that is kinda superfluous but cool?
I can also open bottles of beers with Bic lighters but the cherries get me more drinks.

but you know what- I cannot for the life of me pronounce this...Matryoshka.
I just choose to say nesting doll.

I am over at my pal Kate's today.

title quote- The Big Lebowski 1998

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"I'm nostalgic for conversations I had yesterday. I've begun reminiscing events before they even occur. I'm reminiscing this right now."

Nostalgia & Knobbly Knees, originally uploaded by Chrissie64.

2009. Rock on.

I kinda feel sad and sweet and upside down and a bit like the day before a holiday. Like there is so much to think about and all I wanna do is watch this sweet song.


title quote- Kicking and Screaming 1995