On Jun 26, 1:03=A0pm, Vickie <lilliputianbizz...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
> On Jun 26, 10:38=A0am, "YooperBoyka" <cjd...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
>
> > Vickie wrote:
> > > On Jun 26, 8:00 am, "YooperBoyka" <cjd...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
> > >> saulgoode wrote:
>
> > >>> She was a gymnast in her younger days. You could tell.
>
> > >> Sweet.
>
> > > Bittersweet, from my window seat.
>
> > Really?
> > How so?
>
> I suppose I am in a mood.
>
> I remember that feeling he is moving towards, that first spark, those
> wonderful, lustful first dates, and sometimes as much as I try to
> convince myself that what I have, this deep intimacy with my husband,
> it can seem so minor compared to first love feelings.
>
> I try hard to bring those feelings to light now and again. =A0Spice it
> up, you know? =A0 But it gets difficult. =A0You get into these roommate
> patterns and then the fog clears and you go, wtf? =A0I love this man, he
> is my husband, I was crazy for him, where did my insanity go?
>
> And here is Saul, looking for the insanity, which will eventually turn
> to a slow sizzle, to a simmer, then life sets in. =A0Bittersweet.
>
> (Sorry Saul, I took you through the process quite quickly and of
> course you may stay in the craziness for a long, long time.)
>
> I don't know, YooperB, I am usually a romantic for this type of
> thing. =A0I do get lucky to be one of those that can get inspired by
> someone else's words and actions. =A0And usually would be over-the-moon
> excited for him. =A0Like I said, I am in a mood.
>
> Maybe this is the kick in the pants I need to start working at getting
> some spice back, yes?
>
> Yes, that is how I will look at it. :-)
>
> Hmmm, what to do, what to do....
>
> Vickie
=2E..
Sleep on the couch, both of you. Fall asleep there watching a movie,
drink a little beer (Stella?).
Sleep in his boxers & tee ****rt, then give them to him to wear to work
the next day.
Shave the pooch. Not the dog, the pooch. Get it?
Tell him to grow a beard, or shave if he has one.
Write something for him on the bathroom mirror. Put a little heart in
the corner, don't erase it.
Txt him a nekkie pic. Do it while you know he's supposed to be in a
meeting. Those are great.
Douse him with the sink rinser hose thingie-jig. At least get him in
the crotch. Don't know why, but all guys love this.
Switch sides of the bed. Hell, flip it head-to-head. Switch sinks and
closets if you get frisky.
Re-arrange your furniture.
Take a solo vacation, just you. Or let him take one, just him.
=2E..
Frankly, I've been through what I call "giddy-dating" so many times
that the luster's gone off it. I like it, sure, but I keep my
expectations realistic.
Realistically, I'll never hear from this woman again. Realistically,
if I do, then she'll go out with me a few times, then jog back over to
her comfy-ol boyfriend -- breakups have a way of really fanning that
little spark you miss. This is the scenario four-out-of-five times,
I'd say.
Sure, maybe this'll be the big ticket for me. But probably not. Just
another random number I'll delete in a few weeks, no lottery this
time. Nothing more than a neat little story, I think I thought I
thunk.
But, God has a way of ****ing with me. I told Pop yesterday, "You
know, God has a way of ****ing with me. He'll run me off the road,
flip me upside-down in the ditch in the middle of a global nowhere,
for no other reason than I'm supposed to be there. When I finally come
to and look around, it's exactly where I wanted to be, actually, and
God's laughing His Ass off because now I have to walk."
We'll see.
In your case, dearest, just hang in there. Nobody's in it for the
dadgum sparks.
- Saul
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