Facing the worst to get the best...

So, there are all sorts of exciting turn-on-ish sorts of things that go with this dynamic.  There are a variety of fun challenges and bonding exercises and such.

Unfortunately, that's not the whole of it... just as it's not the whole of any relationship.  I am also forced to face my weaknesses, failures and imperfections (I know-- I have them-- close your mouth please, didn't your mother teach you better?).

On a different, but related note, I have many talents.  I am a good cook, I paint, I'm insightful with dogs and I can do things with my tongue that get you into strange talent segments on evening talk shows.  

So, apparently, occasionally... I am good at things that I'd rather not claim in public or in private.    (There, I said it, first step is to claim it.)  Contrary to popular belief I am not, nor have I ever been, perfect.  In some things I am not mature at all.  For instance, I find this hilarious:

Anyhow, I admit, I LIKE to get my way.  The fact of the matter is, I'm USED to getting my way.  I didn't realize it until I took a minute to reflect.  I don't take pride in it, but it is a reality that I must face.

Doors are, literally and figuratively, quite often open for me.

Now, it wasn't always this way.  I don't know where or why it began or when I began to take it for granted.

And this morning, when I received an email from my darling husband with a link to a blog post which chronicles something that I happen to be "very good at," I preened a bit, preparing for a very good morning indeed.

Then, surely my face fell.

Apparently there is something that I do (I like to think exceedingly rarely). I pout.  I am a pouter.  It's not cute or endearing or anything but annoying.  I rarely find it satisfying as well, if I'm honest.  Let's face it, it's certainly not a noble M.O.

So, as we delve once again into this way of life (try two is going much better than try one... but more on that later) not everything is fun and games.

John and I have been exchanging blog posts, articles and websites which we find relevant to where we'd like our relationship to go.  We send them throughout the week and then discuss on Sundays and Wednesdays.  We haven't further discussed what we will do in order to help me minimize the distention of my lower lip.  If you've read this and have thoughts or advise please do share.  

Although I was looking forward to articles and blogs chronicling blush-worthy sex acts and coquettish ideas to keep the marriage exciting and engaging-- some of what's coming out is actually structured for relationship and self-improvement.  So I must mature and grow and become more of an adult and such. 

Then again, some things never change.

On that note and in conclusion please let me say--