batteredrose

oh, the old adage is true... Thank Fucking God it's Friday... well, I might have added my own spin on it... you know to make it current and such. Fridays in our house are special because of tequila date night. To unwind after a long week, we put the kids to bed early (which totally sucks for them) and my husband and I play board games (chess, go, scrabble and trivial pursuit) while imbibing shots of tequila. We have a damn good time and usually end up having really good drunk, sloppy sex. I am not saying the sex we have during the week is not good, it is just more... focused... we tend during our tequila induced fog forget what we are doing and sometimes even burst into giggles. It is crazy that even after 12 years of marriage I get all distracted and excited when I think of my husband. How lucky am I that he still makes my toes curl when I think of sex with him... which let's face it is pretty much constantly...

And now for my Beauty Pageant Speech; I think the world would be a much better place if all the societies of the world had a Friday tequila date night instated and made mandatory. The muslims would forget all about the 72 virgins awaiting them in heaven and throw down (gently) their bombs! The catholics might actually loosen up and forget that sex is only for procreation and just get jiggy with it... so that is my dream. That all the world experience the catharsis that comes with Friday tequila date night and let everything else go...

Thank you... bows... Thank you!