Posts tagged ‘candles’

sex, romance, and chocolate fondue.

Well, this is it. I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna talk about sex. On my blog. For all of you to read. This is your final warning: if you don’t want to read about sex then stop now! Don’t go any further.

Seriously. STOP now. Don’t scroll down anymore!

For a while I have been thinking about this post. It has been the creature that looms up behind me while I’m trying to write something wholesome and Momma. I think the best thing for me will be to get it out of my system. I just want to let you know before I start that I’m not that kind of girl *giggle behind hand*. Okay, well, maybe I am that kind of girl but you all seem to like me anyway so here goes.

First-the sex. Sex feels good. It’s fun. It’s good for you. Sex is about being physical. It is an action, a part of something bigger. When you have monsters though, the rate and frequency in which sex is a part of your life diminishes a bit. For a while. You learn to cope. You learn to lock your doors. You get a bit creative. You learn to be more quiet. Eventually, the monsters get older and they learn to be freaked out by the thought that their parents have sex and they give you some space.

Now, for the romance. Romance creates a feeling. It’s about your surroundings. It’s about your insides. It is intimacy. Do you know what your partner likes? Have you ever told your partner what you like? Do you have a list? I’m not saying get out a pen and a paper and take notes while you are talking. But commit it to memory when your lover tells you what they like. If you have short term memory issues then, yes, write it down at some point. What kind of flowers, what kind of candles, bubble bath, music? Lingerie. Dark Chocolate. Sushi. ACDC? (I may have said too much.) This is not rocket science. You don’t have to provide every single piece of romance at every single encounter. A little bit goes a long way.

And romance doesn’t have to culminate in sex. When you get home from work in the evening-how do you greet your partner? Do you come in and heave the bits of work life out onto the floor or do you slip in quietly and sneak a hug from behind? Do you greet your partner at the door or let their arrival go by unnoticed?

Stop on the way home and pick up a little something sweet or pretty for your partner. Write a simple love note for them (a haiku is fast and easy: just remember 5-7-5). Foot rubs that are just foot rubs. A massage with no expectation.

I like candles, dark chocolate, soft fabric, eye lash kisses, sometimes soft music, sometimes loud and raucous, dark chocolate, massages, kisses, strawberries, sushi and dark chocolate. And I thought this picture was kind of neat.  And pretty darn sexy.



A mountain girl’s Favorite things

the monsters. their daddy. being a momma.

cats with loud purr machines and eyes like green marbles.

maverick’s head resting in my lap.

hugs from the monsters, especially the unsolicited ones.

swimming in the ocean. swimming in the lake. swimming at mom’s pool.

sparkly jewelry-doesn’t need to be the real expensive stuff, just sparkly.

good books with at least a relatively happy ending, especially mysteries.

holding hands. candles. warm blankets. lit fireplace.

the way the mountains look when the fog is rolling over them.

driving fast.

butterflies. lightening bugs. wild birds.

playing in the snow.

a good glass of wine. chardonay. merlot. red table. white table. homemade from mountain fruit.

seafood. red meat. sushi. popcorn. chocolate. mostly the dark kind. cucumber pickles. pickled beets and eggs. cold cereal. chicken and dumplings. gordon ramsay. lion dogs.

going to get my hair done. new highlights.

hearing from an old friend.

taking a photograph and seeing that it turned out way cool

coloring in a coloring book.

knitting. especially the last few rows to see the project come together.

blue eyes.

music. country music. phil vassar. rodney atkins. rock music. heavy on the guitar. the googoo dolls.

sitting and visiting with a friend. coffee. good, strong, dark coffee with cream.

ice cream in just about any form.

the feeling of scratching someone else’s back and knowing that they like it.

a good sale. beautiful shoes. beautiful hand bags. micheal kors shoes and handbags.

makeup. especially lipstick or gloss. and mascara.

canaries. frogs-kermit. turtles-tmnt.

learning about art. Monet. Van Gogh. Matisse.



Edgar Allen Poe.

gagillion thread count sheets.

fall leaves. football games. Virginia Tech Hokies.

my mom and dad. BABY brother! my aunts and uncles. all my cousins.

my Colorado friends. steps.

the way the trees look like velvety fabric in the rolls and folds of the mountains.

cold mountain stream water at the Cascades, near Mountain Lake

picking blackberries.

sitting in my mom and dad’s front yard under the trees at just about any time of day or evening.