Back to the Real World

Well, Babushka and I are back from our "romantic weekend" downtown.

• Dinner was wonderful (Babushka ate her entire non-petite filet mignon - WOW!)
• Martina McBride was awesome, as was Lady Antebellum (Not impressed with Jack Ingram at all).
• Hotel room was very comfortable (Breakfast buffet was awesome - I love make-your-own Belgium Waffles)

With all that, I do need to provide a caveat - Romance loses a little but when one or both of you are sick. My cold coma on with a vengeance Saturday just as hers was coming to conclusion. Where this was most evident was during our post-concert lovemaking......or as Babushka put it so well during the concert "I am gonna be gettin' me some tonight from a gorgeous man" (To which I of course replied " Do I know him or is he someone you see here at the concert)

Having a cold with congested sinuses and a runny nose does not lead to the wildest of sexplay - (brings a whole new meaning to role play of Dr. and Patient). I do not recall many porn movies where the guy is wheezing, coughing, sniffling and blowing his nose during the main event - I am sure there is some bizarre niche for this thought).

What was so wonderful is that Babushka and I could enjoy ourselves sexually even when we are both less than 100%. No need for pretending we feel better than we do - just us being intimate and under the weather.

I just love this in a relationship - honesty, intimacy, transparency. Can't find this type of comfort in a booty call. Reading Gillette's post today again confirmed for me that I am indeed blessed.

Get Busy Livin' or Get Busy Dyin'
I forget......Do I feed a cold or feed a fever?