I’m having one “off ” days where everything sets me off . Luckily the day is over and the night has begun. When the darkness finally settles over the earth I feel so much more relaxed. In the early morning hours I’m on edge and as the day progresses I feel better, so this post won’t be bitchy. Hopefully. But I shouldn’t make any promises I can’t keep. Needless to say, the day drove me to the store to get a supply of chocolate. It’s the mender of a heavy heart which I have due to problems with my eldest. Once I have my chocolate, all I need is some solitude and some entertainment, like a nice, creepy ghost story or a good romance or at least something s-e-x-y. Something that melts your butter. I’m leaning towards the last 2 today since there is so little in my life at the moment. It’s not that I don’t have someone, but once you’ve been with them a while things fizzle out. I think that’s a common occurrence so I don’t think I’m alone here. I’m sorry, with the exception of Mike and Carol Brady, who were ravenous for each other every minute of every day, passion fizzles over time. I’m gonna pour my heart out here if you’ll excuse me. I remember those rocky years,which were my 20′s, where the hormones were coursing through my veins and dating rather indiscriminately. I miss being young and hot but I would not do it over again. Those years basically consisted of going from fling to fling without much thinking at all, just unbridled lust. I still had standards but at the time I let them drop along with other things. All I really cared about then was having fun. A recent conversation with an old, and I do mean old, college friend has brought all this to the forefront today, that’s why I feel the need to purge my troubled, twisted soul. I reminded him that we were both slummin’. I may have taken home my share of LuLus but I do remember the affair with priest, mister, so let’s not do any finger pointing. I really was a young Blanche Devereaux, though aforementioned friend says Blanche was never that loose. We have a relationship built on insulting each other. We all need one of those. Actually, I have 2, the other being my sister but it’s always been more of a headache. Anyways, I did calm down after my son was born, unlike Blanche, whose pants seemed to be on fire morning, noon and night, even in old age. Mine certainly were when I met my partner of 11 years. We were both on fire back then but it’s amazing how a relationship changes. I did notice my drive waning in my 30′s but I feel like it’s kicking in again. I guess that whole thing about women hitting their peak at 40 is true. Watch out world, when my gears are grinding there’s no stopping me. I almost feel like my old self saying that. I think the old friend just brings it out. It’s funny how certain friends bring you down to their level and vice-versa. He certainly brings out the tacky in me as evidenced by this blog post. He lives in New york and I live in Germany, which means we can’t get together and stage events at the gym or the bar anymore. We used to test someone’s gayness by having one of us walk by to see who the person of interest actually noticed. I have a built-in gaydar but sometimes I’m even tripped up. Anyways, Over the years, I seemed to haved morphed into Edina Monsoon, complete with the son and daughter but luckily my other half is as straight as a board. I lead a totally different life. One of a devoted mother housekeeper. That’s just how it is. Sometimes I would like something a bit more excting but too much of that can kill you. Well, Hasta Mañana Yall 
Can only speak for myself, but my drive is way more in my 40′s than in my 20′s. I do have a few friends who say they are experiencing the same. Just my 2 cents
Just thought that maybe something you would rather not know lol. Loves
I don’t mind
That’s really good to know.
Confession IS good for the soul; and, S-E-X is good for the mind and body. It’ll just wipe out all that stress, make you feel better, and if you do it right…it’s one helluva workout! Just go in there and do it!! Do it right now!!! I bet that would shake some things up.
I had like no sex for almost…hate to say it…9 years! Then Wham! Someone woke me up and turned on the switch! It didn’t work out…not the point. Here I was, almost 46, fighting them off, and lets just say, I made up for a lot of lost time. Maybe it was some midlife crisis thing. I’ve chilled again.
Do tell Cindy. Don’t hold back
SMH…Oh Hell to the nth, No! I’m not ‘purging’ myself for all the world to see!! You tell me yours and I’ll tell you mine.
Maybe. But not on here…message me.
I wish this had a “like” button.