I Just Looked Away For A Second

***Disclaimer:  This post was inspired by nothing except years of musing on the topic and possibly a Tori Amos song. 

Sometimes we, as coupled folks, get our heads turned.  You know what I mean by "heads turned", right?  We get, shall we say, distracted by someone that is not our partner.  Maybe it lasts for a dance or a song or a drink.  Or maybe it's a little more durable - it becomes a crush.  This person is not your partner.  You don't pick their dirty undies off the floor.  You don't bicker with them over the little things...or the big things.  They can be anything you want them to be.  And so, our heads are turned. 

It's natural, normal, human for us to turn around for someone else every now and then.  Fidelity is a gift we give our partners. I certainly wouldn't say it comes naturally. It's work.  It's hard.  Often, we fail.  I've failed - but not for a long time.  Having our heads turned is almost like a get-out-of-jail-free card.  As long as you don't act on it. 

Tim and I made a deal a long time ago that we would tell each other about our crushes.  (And if anyone tries to tell me that they've never had a crush on anyone else than their partner, I will openly call them a liar.)  I think this seems like a good thing.  When you talk about it with your partner, they are now part of that world.  Nothing secretive, nothing is hidden.  And who knows?  Maybe you might have a little fun with it.  Depending.   

Mmm, the fantasy of someone you don't know well.  The imagining of who they might be, who you want them to be.  The not knowing.  That delicious taste of ambiguity.

Brand New Year

I have been decidedly neglectful when it comes to this blog.  My Birthday Goal is to write more, and so, with just 9 days remaining before the big day, I might as well get started.

Yes, Gentle Reader, I am turning 34 this year.  I will officially enter my mid-thirties.  I will be in my last year before moving on to a new age range on surveys and stuff.  So.  Does anyone remember my 33rd birthday?  I bet some of you do because I am *quite* vocal when I'm upset about something.  And wow, was I upset.  I hated my birthday last year.  I was unhappy with where I was in life - in a lot of ways.  I really just wanted the day to end. 

But this is a brand new year.

I am in a much different place.  And on this year's birthday, I will actually be in a different place.  Las Vegas.  Oh hell yeah.  No one can be blue in Vegas on their birthday. 

I might even bring some ether. 

"There was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. "