My last post threatened to be my last post but the comment by anonymous got me to thinking that my real problem is with expectations, not blogging. In the back of my mind was this comment I read somewhere that if a blog isn't updated every blank length of time then its dead. And I didn't want to be the owner of a dead blog. But almost dead? Like the scene (Princess Bride) with Billy Crystal. "There's dead and there's almost dead. Big difference."
With that in mind I started looking around and found quite a few interesting blogs that I hadn't noticed before and thought, well, if once in a blue moon is how often we blog, then so be it. I have always know I have to blog for me/us, and not for an audience, but as a writer I am very aware of audience when I write that is always lingering in my head. Getting back to writing from a more internal perspective would seem to be the key. Its worth a shot.
In our play world, a lot has been going on. We found a couple, or that is to say, we rediscovered a old pair of friends who, when we were much younger, we were very close to in a more traditional way. Now, like us, with the kids grown and most of the angst that goes with making a living diminished if not quite gone, we find that they think about things about the same as we do and crave the same things. Which includes swapping wives/husbands. Hey, works for us.
We just had our second WSW with them and its getting better with each experience. WSW, wife swap weekend, is the third derivative of all play experiences for us. MFF/FMF and MFM are both part of our history, and I do love them both, each for different reasons. WSW in no exception, it banishes the green monster that sometimes appears in FMF and seems a bit easier for VSK than MFM. MFM is really difficult so its really more like MF and M watching at a distance because if the M's are too close it might seem like MMF and that is a whole 'nother world. And not a fantasy I've entertained. Just sayin.
My crazy schematics aside, the fact that these friends also like sex makes it easy for our friendship to re blossom, as that is where VSK and I now stand. We like hanging with couples even if they aren't privy to our intimacies. We will sometimes meet a couple and there is that pause that says, "I wonder if they are swingers" and they might be thinking that too and we just let it slide because we really aren't into risking that just for the hell of it. But it seems likely that people know, and someday someone is going to ask us that question and boy will they be surprised with the answer, especially if our response, "are you guys?!" and their response "yes" lead to an interesting adventure. The world is changing. And not all of the change is bad I would say.
VSK really really liked her time with the Mr. and I have certainly enjoyed myself. As a cuck of sorts, I guess I fixate much more on what kitten gets than what I get. And she got a lot, including the opportunity to lead a novice down the garden path of playtime. I get awfully spoiled with Minx and kitten and the two of them basically treating me to whatever I want (and boy do I hunger for that) but its good to see VSK get nailed in just the way she wants it. Now I'm just a bit green, actually, and it feels good in a way. Makes my mojo jump. Pure energy at a time when I could use some.
Well, we are getting fired back up and this is the point of the whole sheebango. Staying fired up. In the words of one of my heroes let me just say: Good Times! Put those boots on and let's play.