SAK

Today is the NSFW post, and if you're easily turned off by visions of middle-aged, overweight, tired adults still trying to get it up ... read no further.

Because today's Five-for-Ten topic is ... Lust ... the SAK title would be ... Sex After Kids ...

I must admit: I'm not the boy my wife fell in love with 20+ years ago ...

I don't have the over-abundance of energy ...

I so not in shape for going on 70+ mile backpacking treks ...

I can drive myself from place to place* ...

And, I must admit: I'm not the young man my wife married 11 years ago ...

I don't dance 4 nights a week ...

I come home from work exhausted ... and still take kids to activities ...

I've gained a ton of weight earned my beer belly put on a few pounds ...

I'm not as flexible as I was when I was dancing, if you know what I mean ...


On the flip side, my wife is the same girl I fell in love with 20+ years ago ...

I rely on her to make me smile, and to brighten the room when she does ...

She makes sure I get where I need to go ...

She loves sneaking off campus out of the house to go do ... well, nothing and everything ... together ...

AND, she is the same woman I married 11 years ago ...

She is great with kids ... and the only woman I could ever picture as the mother of mine ...

She is a hungry kisser ...

She can still totally makes me hot and bothered when she puts her mind to it ...

WHICH IS WHY

I'm damned proud to say that although we are more off than on as we get older ... too many committments, too little sleepey time, too many little ones intruding on what private time we get ...

When we DO get it on, we get complaints from the neighbors!  That would be the 18 year old across the hall, and the 11 year old in the room next to him.

When your 18 year old complains from lack of sleep in the morning and asks you to keep it down next time, you gotta know life is good.

Dear ... I love you ... my body and my mind burn for you.  We may not have the time and energy to get to each other as often as either of us would like, but that in no way diminishes my desire.

Now, if I can only survive my wife's wrath for posting this ;-)

        aka: goofdad
* When I was younger, I made the deal with my parents to take the aforementioned trip to Australia in lieu of getting a driver's license.  That means that in High School, Christina did all the driving.