Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Island Fun

Oh, sunny, bright island fun - how I've missed you!

Mama needed some serious adult time after the past two weeks so mama coerced granny to look after wee shit for a few hours while mama went island adventuring.

Wee shit is snoring away, I'm still humming and NOT feeling guilty. And now the question needs to be asked: how many times does a booty call make to become a FWB or regular occurence? I need a rulebook, damn it! Relationships and one night stands were simple: sex was uncomplicated.

Bah. I'm analyzing too much. For the first time in years (yes, years) sex is playful and FUN. Why am I even attempting to categorize the quantity? If I was smart and if this past year has taught me anything (beside the fact that I'm a hell of a lot stronger than I ever thought I could be), sometimes I just have to throw my hands up in the air and let things just HAPPEN. Disssecting and labelling is just going to cause one big ass headache.

Am I ready for another relationship? Who the hell knows? Am I ready to feel like a normal, sexual being again? To both desire and to be desired? HELL YEAH.


  1. Thanks for visiting my blog :)
    I love that you're shaking things up Mommy blogger-style!
    And, great post.
    Go out and enjoy.

  2. Guess it's a single everything thing when commenters are just one. Let me make it two. You have a mind like Julie Powell only she didn't
    have the baby she hoped for. She's so fond of wine and gimlets and butchery. Maybe that's why no kid came??