Craziness is running rampant around here…

Hmmmmm….the only thing on my mind at the moment is Yin.I want to feel her, touch her, taste her, smell her, be in her, and be with her. Bad. I want to make her toes curl and her legs tremble. I want to feel her needing me. I want to feel her needing me inside her. A little more adventurously….I want to see her showing me how much she needs me and I want to hear her telling me how badly she needs me.Yin, you drive me crazy too. And I like it.

I’m going crazy here…

For the record…the Blue Moons did not affect Yang’s recall in any way. It was definitely a mutual vow to “connect” in every possible way. And right now, I miss him with every ounce of my being. There are times when I can’t be with him that every muscle in my body aches. Now is one of those times. At this moment, all I can think about is crawling all over him, kissing him, touching him, tasting him and loving him in so many ways. And, when he touches me and when he enters me, its not just sex; it’s a connection that feeds my soul. Sometimes, just looking at him is like making love. There is such an intimacy between us that words aren’t always necessary. Yet, there’s no awkwardness in the silence. I get lost in his stare, my mind races and if feels as though he hears me. There’s a silent communication that is hard to describe and definitely something that I’ve never experienced before. Yang is very cool and controlled. I would say that 99.9% of the people he comes into contact with have no idea what he is really like or what he is thinking at any given moment. However, I am becoming keenly aware of the small telltale signs that tell me what he is thinking about or at least the subject matter. So, its really cool when the room is full of very serious people, talking about very serious things and I can look at him and know that he has a completely different topic on his mind (me). I’m not nearly as complicated. It’s a pretty sure thing that no matter what time of day it is or where I am and regardless of what I should be doing, Yang is never far from the forefront of my thoughts. I misshim so much right now!!

Missing Yin…

Yin and I aren’t able to be together as often as we’d like. That’s a part of where this blog fits into our relationship. Hopefully, to help with the in-between. Also, it’s a cool tool and yet another way to communicate.

So…missing Yin. Most things I do make me think of her. I miss talking to her and being with her. She’s in tune with me to a degree that I’m not used to. For example, we were talking one night and I mentioned to her about a standout guy in a sport that I used to participate in. His work ethic and competitive drive continues to inspire me even now. For my birthday, she got me a framed poster sized photograph of him. He had even signed it. She’s something else.

Recently we were discussing our experiences with life and our encounters with the pervasive materialism and shallowness that permeates so many aspects of our social structure. That led, logically it seems to me, into a discussion about sex and the need to draw a line concerning what we would allow society to dictate to us. We’re rebels after all. From there, we vowed, or at least I did (I think Yin did too….the Blue Moons get in the way of accurate recall on this point) to have sex with each other in any way (all ways) that we could think of. Thus, our venture into the adventure of farout sex.

We agreed to start with Tantric sex. I know nothing of this except that Sting of the Police seems to be the Western World’s ambassador to the Tantric sex Yogi’s in India. Yin had the foresight to purchase a Tantric Sex for Idiots book to get us started. It looks promising.
Hours, if not days long, sessions of sexual activities. Multiple O’s for women and men (I did look a little ahead…I think only women get multiple full on O’s. Men get something far less and have to bide their time until the big finish at the end. This is ok as long as there IS a big finish at the end.) We also discussed Kama Sutra, Geisha sex, and other stuff. Mainly, it’s about having fun our way without the inhibitions of youth/society/etc. We did agree that there will be no donkeys, goats, chickens, arrests, mugshots, permanent tattoos or any other markings involved. A few bruises and sore muscles are ok as long as it feels good: it looks like Tantric practices may require good balance and a sense of coordination.

I’ve done a little research of my own into the culture of India. Our typical suburbia landscaping is pretty staid compared to what some quick Googling brings up about the decor of the temples over there. I like it quite a lot. I think I’ll inquire about similar outdoor ornamentals on my next visit to the garden sections at Lowe’s and Home Depot to see what we can come up with for a project this Spring. I’ll let you know how it comes out. In the meantime, have a look at what I found:

Mid-Life Crisis or Simply Time to Wake Up?

I don’t really like the term mid-life crisis. For me, it wasn’t a crisis, I simply woke up. Ever notice how easy it is to be so busy that you can be right in the middle of life’s most precious moments and yet completely miss them? I woke up and realized that while I have accomplished a lot of what I set out to, somewhere along the way, the “real me” was left behind. I realized that I missed her and I wanted my kids to know her. She’s actually pretty cool. So, now that I am consciously aware of every day, not one should go by without a memory…maybe something big, maybe something small…but there should be something that sets it apart.About Yang…I tell him all the time that he’s perfect. I usually say it with a smile, so I’m not sure if he knows how much I mean it. But he is… I don’t think he knows that when he looks at me, I become completely lost in him. I can’t breathe yet at the same time, its like taking the deepest breath I’ve ever known. And that’s just when he looks at me. When he touches me, it is as if he is touching my very soul. I’ve never felt so complete or moved so deeply. The dangerous part is that I’ve also never felt so free to just be me. So, if you combine the ever increasing lack of inhibitions with the intense desire to love and experience this man in every imaginable way…things could get interesting.

Off to a good start…

Ok, our blog is up and running

First, a little about us and this blog for anyone who may care to read it. We’re a couple. Man (Yang) and woman (Yin) [陰陽]. Yang is early 40-ish. The better half, Yin, is mid 30-ish. It seems like 5 minutes ago we were in high school, listening to Van Halen/Hank Jr./etc., and looking out towards the future with a long list of dreams and things to do. Back then, 40 seemed really old. Not so anymore.

We’ve been fortunate to be able to do a fair number of the things we wanted: marriage, family, careers. But, we haven’t got to do them all yet, and…well, it sort of seems like time has a way of slipping by awfully quickly between work, family, and the normal routine of things. We’re here as part of our ongoing effort to make sure we kick life up a few notches so we can still get to the “undone” things on our list while we’re able…you know?

I’m not quite sure how the format of this blog will go. It’s something we’ve discussed as a way to share things between us. There are some sexual overtones to what we discussed (hard for me not to think about sex when I’m talking to her…just so you know). So, that may dominate some part or all of what goes on here. Or, it may not. She and I also talk politics, religion, world/current events and many other things. It’s hard telling what we’ll get into here.

Just so you know, one of the (many) things I’ve noticed about her that really turns me on is her penchant for living life without the strict schedules and routines that seem to take over if you let them. Life seems a little more enjoyable when you don’t.

Seems like enough for a start.