Dating After 40: Do Any of Us Really Know What We Are Doing?

Well well lesson learned big time by this ol’ girl.  After our “fight” the other night and me valiantly fighting my instincts of throwing a hissy fit and being an uber-bitch I managed to stick to my “feelings” words courtesy Rory Raye and boy did it every pay off. After the last text exchange, Peabody and I didn’t talk about Monday night. I did text him a simple good night but that was it till the next morning.  About 7:45 he texted me like normal and I responded and then he blew up my phone for the next few hours texting me.  Apparently he’d been doing a little research and found a music festival for this weekend he wanted to take me to out of the blue.  Note, from the time we started talking Tuesday morning I acted completely normal. I had processed my hurt feelings and let it go and I was not on a mission to make him feel bad or guilty or anything. After a couple hours of texting and working he called me at work, very out of the ordinary, to make sure it...

Well I had my first “fight” with Peabody Monday tonight.   I haven’t seen him for the last eight days.   Yes EIGHT days without sex or even a kiss.   First I had the kids back and then he was out of town the rest of the week and then we both had the kids and were running in opposite directions all weekend.   Sunday night he crashed early but we did have a good conversation about our “relationship” and all was well. Today was pretty normal, random outbursts of crying related to my dad not withstanding. Tonight we talked on the phone per our usual pattern on the way home and he said he’d call me in a little while after we both did some chores. We were talking on the phone about 6:30 when I heard one of his friends show up.   We got off the phone and he said he’d call me back in a few minutes. About 25 minutes later I texted him that his friend was a cock block and how was I supposed to get in his pants with him around.   He replied and said “well...

Thank you Erotic Adventures in Brisneyland for the following TMI Tuesday questions. The LONG and the SHORT of it 1. What is the longest relationship you have been in? 12 years - my marriage - Jules 11 years - my marriage - Miranda 6 years - with The Ex. The reason I may never get married lol. -Gwyn 2. What is the shortest relationship you have been in? One night (LOL) - Jules Ditto lol - Miranda Relationship - probably a couple of weeks or so. If we're talking sex then I'd say 15 minutes. -Gwyn 3. How often do you have sex? How often do you want sex? I have sex with The Fisherman at least once every single day, but often multiple times if we are able to do so. I want it daily, at least once! - Jules I'm a woman in her prime. I want sex every day.  Schedules damn me with Peabody though and we have it a couple times a week. I'd never turn him down if I could have him under the same roof as me every night though. - Miranda Right now I have sex about 4-5 t...

I have won it. I am so totally into The Fisherman it is insane. He continues to rock my world both on a romantic, sweet level and on a dirty, hot sexual level. We’ve started doing some things that I’ve never done like serious spanking. It seems not only does he like to give them nice and hard (yes, please!), but he also likes to get them equally as hard. I have fingerprint bruises on my ass right now as I type this. I spanked the holy hell out of him the other night and he loved it. I never thought I would like doing it, but I did. It was a total role reversal from my normally submissive self. My bff was here last week and they got along great except for one slightly heated political discussion, lol. It was a wonderful week of fun and I think her being here and really liking him has helped ease Chloe more and she’s gotten to the point in just 2 weeks where she really seems to like him more. This weekend after my bff left, we took Chloe snorkeling and swam with sea turtles and she...

Being happy girls makes for dull blogging or so it seems.  Our updates have really trickled down but being happy is good, right?  And who would have every thought all three of us would have NICE guys all at the same time. The universe has definitely turned us upside down lol. Me and Peabody are still trucking along. This past week I managed to find my words and we talked a bit about the state of our relationship and him being more emotionally protective than me.  He said he’s felt like all the drama with his parents and his ex have made him less able to focus on me and he feels bad about that and he’s trying to work through it.  He’s had some hard discussions with both his parents and his ex this past week and today he says is the “dawn of a new day” for him.  Peabody said he’s going to get back focused on his life and what he wants so we’ll see if that makes it easier for him to let his guard down. The whole crazy relationship with his parents still b...

Well the whole meet the parents thing did not go well. Not on my behalf by any means but by theirs.   Peabody has a ….. complex relationship with his parents. He’s an only child with very little external family.   I’ve gotten the distinct impression that there was a fair amount of hero worship for his father growing up though his parents have a fairly dysfunctional relationship with each other.   He says his mom has always been degrading to his father (which explains why Peabody ended up marrying an uber-controlling bitch but that’s a story for another time). And I think their relationship is still very much that way. As Peabody’s marriage fell apart and he strayed, he was eaten up with so much guilt that he confessed to his ex-wife, his parents, and what little family he has.   Everyone jumped his shit hard core and pretty much turned against him.   His parents have routinely belittled him, gotten between him and his ex-wife, and pretty much treated hi...

Miranda is a happy girl.  Peabody has been out of town all week at an intensive strategy planning retreat for his job so I haven’t seen him much less even been able to talk to him very much.  But he was home yesterday and surprised me by coming over with my favorite Japanese dinner! He chatted with the kids for a bit talking sports with Leo and listening to Ladybug read her latest book and then I sent them off to bed.  We ate and watched some of the Yankees game and then got down and dirty lol.  Afterwards we lay in bed and watched most of the rest of the game when he suddenly said, “Will 6:30 work for tomorrow?” I asked for what and he said to come over for his son’s birthday party and to meet his parents!  I’ve met his dad very briefly in passing before but for like two minutes and I’ve never met his mom.  What is it about the idea of meeting someone’s parents that immediately makes me feel like I’m about 16 years old?  Even meeting Gwy...