Have you noticed how busy we all seem to be? As women we’re often compelled to play many roles – a chauffeur, cook, maid, event coordinator, personal shopper, mother, daughter, wife and a lover. Of course, in my case, I actually get “paid to party” at UndercoverWear. In any case, we play at various times and in no particular order.
While somewhat exhausting, it’s what we’ve chosen and multitasking has become an essential part of everyday life. Often times, the simple pleasures and excitement of life are all but forgotten. The past is the past and today is the present. And presently, we’re way too busy.
So for today, together, let’s take a walk down sweet memory lane.
Do you remember your first passionate kiss?
Where were your?
How did you feel?
Did you tingle from head to toe?
Do you remember the most romantic moment in your life?
Was it the day he proposed to you?
Was it the poem he wrote?
Was it rose petals and bubble baths?
Do you remember the night you had the best sex EVER?
Was it hours of teasing and pleasing?
Was it “throw me up against the wall” sex?
Was it hot and sticky – oozing with passion?
Hmmm, I already need a cold shower.
Now think about your relationship today. I’m going to go out on a limb and bet that if you’re married, most of your memories either happened BM (Before Marriage) or BKA (Before Kids Arrived).
Love, romance, passion and great sex used to be fun and exciting. Back then, you said, “I do,” and little by little, everything changed and “you didn’t.” The kids arrived, you took that great job, your parents started getting older, you got fatter, and he got balder. Ahh, those fond memories.
You still have those memories and I bet they bring a smile to your face. The good news is that they will always stay in your mind and heart. The bad news is those fun times are gone. However, you argue less and have become really good friends. Your relationship is so comfortable, but so is an old ugly chair.
Do you really know why so much as changed? Let’s play “Let’s pretend.”
Let’s pretend you’ve just met the man of your dreams – the first date and first kiss are behind you. He could be the most fantastic man in the world. He tells you he’ll call, you hope and pray he will. You check your phone 100 times per day, just in case you didn’t hear it ring. Finally, he calls and you’re thrilled. Since he’ll be away on business this weekend, he invites you to his place Monday to watch Monday Night Football. Pizza and wine – just the two of you.
You say yes even though you wonder if you’re the “weekday girl” and not the Saturday night date. You realize you have to trust him and if there is competition, you’ll win. He’ll dump the nasty bitch (who you’ve never met and probably only exists in your head).
Monday’s only four days away, but you can’t wait. What should you wear? You won’t be having sex, but just in case things get hot, you want to make sure you look sensuous underneath. You head to the mall Saturday to get the perfect casual but clingy and sexy top (not too sexy, but definitely showing some cleavage.) Then you buy two bottles of great red wine. You’d normally never spend $40 per bottle, but it’s well worth the investment. Should you buy two great glasses? No, that could say you think he’s incapable of finding good wine glasses. You decide no glasses, just the wine.
Then it hits you – you are football illiterate. You call your best male friend. “What are you thinking,” he says. “You know I’m gay.” You move onto your brother who gives you the basics, you watch ESPN, you go online – you don’t want to look stupid. If he loves football, you’re going to love football. He has to find out quickly just how compatible you are!
You rush out of work Monday to shower, shave your legs and put on your sexiest bra (push those babies up) and undies. You’ve got on a great top, tight jeans and high heels. The makeup goes on with great care, you dot perfume on your neck and cleavage. Now you’re ready to watch Monday Night Football with that sexy man of yours.
So, you’ve got the “Let’s Pretend” picture. Moving onto the “Why Is It” game…
Why is it that...
…Once you’ve got that man of your dreams (he’s now your husband), you bitch and complain when he wants to watch Monday Night Football?
…If you’re not bitching and complaining about football, you put on your flannel nightgown and socks and watch Steel Magnolias on Lifetime by yourself so you can cry your eyes out?
…You now think Football is confusing and stupid?
…You are not watching the game sharing a beer with him?
“Why is it” doesn’t stop with just one scenario. Here goes.
Why is it…
…When you were first married, he’d go grocery shopping and you weren’t upset he bought the wrong soap, you were grateful that he went. Now it’s –How could you NOT remember what soap we use.
…The first night you slept together, his light snoring was endearing. Now, you kick him not so gently so he’ll stop.
…He couldn’t wait for his next kiss. No, now you’ll run out the door to meet your friends or go to the kids soccer game and completely forget to say “goodbye”
…You imagined a life filled with romance, passion and great sex. Now, you truly believe that was yesterday’s news?
…You no longer redo your makeup when your husband is due home.
…You don’t buy those sexy bras and undies any more?
And finally, Why is it we don’t put as much time and energy into our husbands as we did when he was our boyfriend? Let’s get a grip and start playing the Dating Game all over again. The prize? Great, passionate, fun sex and much, much more!
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