"A lot of people hear the saying 'saving yourself for marriage' and immediately think of abstinence, but that’s not what I’m talking about today. In fact, I’m talking about having sex. Lots of sex. So be warned. If you don’t like to speak about apparently taboo subjects like sex then you’ll want to stop reading right now."
I figured he’d have a degree, a sports car, and no problem handing me the keys to a big house with a white picket fence. I didn’t realize that at forty years old I’d look at the man beside me and see a pick-up driving, vagabond, high-school graduate.
"Maybe my words really don’t matter unless I am shouting out the only real answer. I am certain other wives feel like jealous, insecure, needy crazies."
“Sex after kids is the best sex,” said no one, ever. That’s not to say kids themselves have any control over their parents’ sex lives, but I think we can all agree that it’s pretty easy for libido to morph into libi-DON’T once the pitter patter of little feet begins to fill the halls of our homes.
Sometimes I feel a burst of "manliness" quake inside me. But if I stop and step back, I find it’s not manliness at all. It’s a pitch of lies pushing up through my old flesh: You’re the man, make them listen, make them follow, make them, make them.
