Midweek linkery

[oursin]

MI PROTESTANT WORK SEXXX EFFIC, LET ME SHOW U IT: When her husband turned 40, Charla Muller couldn't decide what to give him, so she offered him guaranteed sex every night for a whole year. Could they manage it? And what would be the effect on their marriage?. Okay, I am behind the concept that there is perhaps too much emphasis on Sex Should Be

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[londonkds]

Coco Chanel articles: there should be a snappy name for people who have never experienced occupation, tyranny or social collapse but are nevertheless very certain that their behaviour would have been morally unimpeachable in such conditions.

[tree_and_leaf]

I'm tempted to say "Swiss", but that's borderline offensive and unfair (from the side of being offensive).

[wordweaverlynn]

"The average American."

[londonkds]

Sad to say, it's just as common in the UK.

[jonquil]

"I was giddy with the notion that I didn't have to have sex," Muller writes. "I was bursting with deep satisfaction that I had carried it through."

Oh, that's a recommendation.

Pregnancy made me absolutely, rock-solid convinced that nobody should do that except of their own free will. Nobody. In the U.S., it seems to me that pro-life people often devalue the amount of sheer work pregnancy is; it's not just leading your normal life with a bump in front. In the years afterward, when a child was giving us pain, my husband and I would look at each other and say, "We could have raised Siamese cats." Meaning that we'd chosen the vocation, and it was on us to persevere. As far as I know, I've been pregnant twice, and raised two children. That was luck; I never had to confront the decision "Am I willing to have a baby right now?" But I respect, even more, women who did face that, and said either "No" or "Yes".

[oursin]

'Oh yes, and that counts as your birthday present for the next 20 years' *evil laugh*

[wordweaverlynn]

Piped music, because what the library user needs most is non-consensual noise.

[movingfinger]

Re Muller: Afflicted with toxic TMI disease."Let me tell you a story," says Muller. "One night we were at an Italian restaurant, feeling filled with wine, pasta and bread. A friend said to me, 'I really feel sorry for you - you've got to go home and have sex. I can go home and watch Saturday Night Live in bed.' I told her that we'd already had a quickie - we booked the babysitter an hour earlier.
Yeah, that's the sort of dinner-table conversation everyone should have. She told her friends about this? Why? Did they need to know? Did they want to know? What business is it of theirs? Or ours?

Doing it privately, fine: performing it publicly is a form of bragging, something for which the only answer: "How nice for you." Reiterated, without variation, until the boaster stops.

[parthenia14]

we booked the babysitter an hour earlier

Oh EWWWWWWWW. D:

'We'll be down in half an hour. Ignore the yipping noises.'

[oursin]

Half an hour seems a bit extensive for a quickie...
Five minutes up against the washing machine would be my definition.

[oursin]

That seems to be the creepy subtext to a lot of these 'how to revitalise your marriage/keep your breadwinner from straying' recipes. In fact there is a C17th recipe on how to win one's husband's love in one of the manuscripts at work which one might cynically be tempted to expand into a multi-million selling selfhelp book.

[movingfinger]

If the ms. is by "A Witch of Lancre" you could stand to do very well with it.