Have I ever kissed and told? No I haven't. I've never understood why people would do that. It was hard enough to tell my hubby my back history and trust me some of it wasn't pretty. I've always felt that what I have done in and out of the bedroom and with whom was private and not to be shared. If a girlfriend ever asked, I would dish, of course, but never the gory details. To me that is TMI and when it comes to the bedroom, I'm a very private person. Of course, not with my hubby!
Open Marriage
Open marriage...that is the question that has been posed to write about. For me personally, I couldn't do it. With a job, hubby and a kindergartener I barely have enough time in the day for some "me" time much less anything else. Also, why would I want to have an open marriage? I married my husband for a lot of reasons, one being that I loved him and wanted to spend the rest of my life with him and only him. We more than satisfy each other in and out of the bedroom and everything in between so why go looking for it somewhere else. I read the interview about the married couple that has an open marriage. They both of their own bedrooms and they can hear each other with their "dates"? One that's gross and two, why did they get married in the first place? It sounds to me like they are roommates with benefits so why the marriage? It just seems strange that you would get married and the openly cheat on your spouse, at least that's how look at it. Its cheating, pure and simple. So, open marriage isn't for me and never will be.
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Does a one night stand count? I'm serious. Of all the guys I have been with and dated, there really isn't anyone that would have gone back to. Maybe the guy that went back home for a job and didn't take me with him, but that would be the only one. Of course, it would be a little hard since I'm married to most wonderful man in the world. But back then, I would have. My one night stand was with my college sweetheart and he actually thought we would get back together. Never in a million years!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We would have to be the last two people on earth and maybe then, I still have to think about it. Our breakup wasn't bad, mind you, we were just together too long-high school and college and I grew restless and needed to spread my wings and grow and he didn't want to grow with me. I learned from it and moved on but to say that I would ever go back with an ex......................................I'd say no.
Worst Breakup
It really wasn't a bad breakup, just a heart breaking breakup. I was in my mid-twenties and I had found the perfect guy for me. We shared the same values, morals, interests and we had fun together. We played in a mixed volleyball league together, went to church together, etc. I fell in love with him and him with me. But our love for each other wasn't as strong as I thought it was. We were together for about a year and it started out as friends first, then dating, then spending the night and finally, we were together all the time when we weren't working. Most people thought that we were going to get married, have babies and grow old together.
Well, his job got in the way. He got a promotion and had the opportunity to move back to his home state to work. We talked about it but I was never in the equation. Looking back at the situation, I was never in the equation. That's what hurt the most. I was completely in love with him but he wasn't with me. I knew when he was moving and we said our goodbyes a couple of days before hand.
The day he moved, I came home and looked up at my front door and on the lip of the door, I found two "mixed tapes" and a note saying that would miss me and that he loved me. I never heard from him again.
I toss the whole experience as a learning one but it did in some ways prevent me from becoming close with another man until I meet my husband.
I hope that he got everything that he wanted but a phone call would have been nice that he made it home okay.
What's your dream job? Are you qualified for it? If not, would that stop you from taking it if it were offered to you?
My dream job would be a writer. I love to write and I actually have a novel that I have been writing for sometime. I don't have the guts right now for someone to even look at it. I have a fear of rejection or laughter depending on the response. I would like to write for a number of websites, too. If something were to be offered to me, I would take it and make it the best that I can make it. My husband encourages me to write but to write full time is not an option right now. We need the second income---as little as it is.
If you had the chance to travel for a year, where would you go?
I would travel to Ireland and Scotland. I am Irish and Scottish on my paternal side and would love to go and research my lineage. Plus, I love Medievel Ireland and Scotland so it would be very interesting. Plus, who could resist going to St. Andrews and at least looking at the golf course. I know that my husband would and would also like to play there as well.
Eat, Pray, Love
Eat, Pray, Love. I have been asked to write about "finding" myself after a break up and did I need another person to feel complete............well, the answer to the first question is complicated but the answer to the second question is easier and the answer is no but I did find someone that completed me.
My twenties were a complete disaster in terms of dating. I was engaged twice. In my early twenties I was engaged to a guy now that I think back was bi-sexual and very kinky. I remember once that he asked me if I wanted a threesome and I was horrified at the thought. I know, I was young and very naive and he was 13 years older than me, so hey, I really didn't know. The good thing was that he taught me alot about what I wanted and didn't want in a relationship. The second guy was in my late twenties and was a complete loser. No job, no car and liked being off his meds. He was a manic depressive and actually liked the feeling. Nice, huh? I realized when I turned thirty that I didn't need a man to make me happy and that it was okay to be myself.
I remembered back to a line from the movie "Some Kind of Wonderful" (gotta love John Hughes, RIP), "I'd rather be with the right person for the right reasons than to be someone for the wrong reasons". I recited it every morning when I woke up and when I went to bed at night. Having a B.O.B. helped but I still didn't feel like a needed a man to make me complete.
When I turned thirty-three wham...........................I met the man of my dreams. He is 6 1/2 years younger than me but when I met him, I was too blind to realize it. We were friends at first, going out to eat, movies, concerts and the like. We met each others families and friends and generally just hung out. Four years into the "friendship", something changed one night and he kissed me and I kept telling him that he needed to go home. Needless to say, he didn't go home and within the year of our "first kiss", we were married. We still laugh and think back to that night and how everything changed.
We've been married now almost 6 years and have a 5 year old son. I couldn't be happier and more complete in my life. Did I think I need a man to be complete, the answer is no. Did my husband complete me? Yes, he did in more ways than I can think of and he makes me a complete person, lover, mother, friend and wife.
I found myself in my thirties and was ready for a healthy, loving relationship and couldn't be happier. Did I ever think that I would, no but I won't change my twenties or thirties for anything in the world. I ate, prayed and loved and not only found me, but I found the love of my life and that's enough for me.
My twenties were a complete disaster in terms of dating. I was engaged twice. In my early twenties I was engaged to a guy now that I think back was bi-sexual and very kinky. I remember once that he asked me if I wanted a threesome and I was horrified at the thought. I know, I was young and very naive and he was 13 years older than me, so hey, I really didn't know. The good thing was that he taught me alot about what I wanted and didn't want in a relationship. The second guy was in my late twenties and was a complete loser. No job, no car and liked being off his meds. He was a manic depressive and actually liked the feeling. Nice, huh? I realized when I turned thirty that I didn't need a man to make me happy and that it was okay to be myself.
I remembered back to a line from the movie "Some Kind of Wonderful" (gotta love John Hughes, RIP), "I'd rather be with the right person for the right reasons than to be someone for the wrong reasons". I recited it every morning when I woke up and when I went to bed at night. Having a B.O.B. helped but I still didn't feel like a needed a man to make me complete.
When I turned thirty-three wham...........................I met the man of my dreams. He is 6 1/2 years younger than me but when I met him, I was too blind to realize it. We were friends at first, going out to eat, movies, concerts and the like. We met each others families and friends and generally just hung out. Four years into the "friendship", something changed one night and he kissed me and I kept telling him that he needed to go home. Needless to say, he didn't go home and within the year of our "first kiss", we were married. We still laugh and think back to that night and how everything changed.
We've been married now almost 6 years and have a 5 year old son. I couldn't be happier and more complete in my life. Did I think I need a man to be complete, the answer is no. Did my husband complete me? Yes, he did in more ways than I can think of and he makes me a complete person, lover, mother, friend and wife.
I found myself in my thirties and was ready for a healthy, loving relationship and couldn't be happier. Did I ever think that I would, no but I won't change my twenties or thirties for anything in the world. I ate, prayed and loved and not only found me, but I found the love of my life and that's enough for me.