Why not?
The rain pounded against the roof, pouring in streams from the corners and gutters. With a roof-corner over every window, it likely sounded much worse than it was, but there was no reason to walk outside to verify the actual amount of water actively falling from the inky blackness above. No, it was far better to assume the worst and enjoy the oddity of a Southern California storm without allowing the slowing rain to dampen the mood.
The children finally in bed, "Narnia" paused in mid-credits, I turned to my husband and asked coyly, "So, what did you have in mind for the rest of our evening, Mr. Johnson?"
Chad un-paused the movie and watched the rest of the credits.
I attempted to re-initiate the conversation after Chad had seen every 2nd unit grip and all the special thanks that could be mentioned to entirely fictional characters and plots, with all similarities to any person or persons living or dead being entirely coincidental.
"What are my options?" he asked.
Now, I could have utilized this opportunity to dictate exactly what I wanted him to do, or to give him a list of positions, in either case ensuring that I clearly indicated the activities on the agenda, but something in his rather tired and flat tone took all the wind out of my intention to breathe heavy.
So we turned to HBO on Demand.
There is a show called "Big Love" that just started. It is about a family practicing polygamy, consisting of one Dad, 3 Moms, and 7 kids living in three large houses side-by-side with a common back yard. It's actually a really interesting show. Religion plays a role, of course, but this is the highly-liberal HBO. The "bad guys" are devoutly religious while the main characters are actually just steeped in personal drama. If anything, it begs the question, "So, what's wrong with that? I mean, no one is getting hurt, they are all adults and if this is what they want who cares?"
As a person who appreciates personal freedom, I think this is a rather brave show. And, really, who are we to decide what can and can not be called a family? I believe in same-sex marriage, I believe that loving parents are determined by their abilities, personalities, etc, and not by gender or sexual orientation. I also believe that the combined family is highly practical. Actually, watching three or four kids is usually not that much different from life with two kids, and having more than one Mom around does make things easier. One Mom on duty means one Mom on break in a two-mom world, or both Moms can have a conversation and a cup of coffee and still be doing their job.
Sexually, though, I don't take well to abandonment. In this HBO version of multiple marriage, the family set up schedule where the wives take turns, so each only shares her bed with their husband one night out of every three. That's not for me. Personally, I think they should get over themselves and get a really big bed. I am an excellent sharer, but I never really learned to take turns. Come on, everyone, can't we all just get along? Plus, how much yummy action are they all missing out on in their strict desire to keep the bed strictly two-player co-ed?
I would suggest an exotic, harem-style decor involving padded floor-coverings and large pillows for furniture. A California King can manage up to four people, although not with much room to spare. The floor, however, is nearly boundless.
Just food for thought and channel-surfing.
Love you,
K
The children finally in bed, "Narnia" paused in mid-credits, I turned to my husband and asked coyly, "So, what did you have in mind for the rest of our evening, Mr. Johnson?"
Chad un-paused the movie and watched the rest of the credits.
I attempted to re-initiate the conversation after Chad had seen every 2nd unit grip and all the special thanks that could be mentioned to entirely fictional characters and plots, with all similarities to any person or persons living or dead being entirely coincidental.
"What are my options?" he asked.
Now, I could have utilized this opportunity to dictate exactly what I wanted him to do, or to give him a list of positions, in either case ensuring that I clearly indicated the activities on the agenda, but something in his rather tired and flat tone took all the wind out of my intention to breathe heavy.
So we turned to HBO on Demand.
There is a show called "Big Love" that just started. It is about a family practicing polygamy, consisting of one Dad, 3 Moms, and 7 kids living in three large houses side-by-side with a common back yard. It's actually a really interesting show. Religion plays a role, of course, but this is the highly-liberal HBO. The "bad guys" are devoutly religious while the main characters are actually just steeped in personal drama. If anything, it begs the question, "So, what's wrong with that? I mean, no one is getting hurt, they are all adults and if this is what they want who cares?"
As a person who appreciates personal freedom, I think this is a rather brave show. And, really, who are we to decide what can and can not be called a family? I believe in same-sex marriage, I believe that loving parents are determined by their abilities, personalities, etc, and not by gender or sexual orientation. I also believe that the combined family is highly practical. Actually, watching three or four kids is usually not that much different from life with two kids, and having more than one Mom around does make things easier. One Mom on duty means one Mom on break in a two-mom world, or both Moms can have a conversation and a cup of coffee and still be doing their job.
Sexually, though, I don't take well to abandonment. In this HBO version of multiple marriage, the family set up schedule where the wives take turns, so each only shares her bed with their husband one night out of every three. That's not for me. Personally, I think they should get over themselves and get a really big bed. I am an excellent sharer, but I never really learned to take turns. Come on, everyone, can't we all just get along? Plus, how much yummy action are they all missing out on in their strict desire to keep the bed strictly two-player co-ed?
I would suggest an exotic, harem-style decor involving padded floor-coverings and large pillows for furniture. A California King can manage up to four people, although not with much room to spare. The floor, however, is nearly boundless.
Just food for thought and channel-surfing.
Love you,
K