Ever think, it just always happens to you?
I mean, there are you. It's Sunday! It's time for rest and relaxation!
And then it hits you like a 16 ton maddeningly inert anvil….
You *still* have bleeploads of work to do before you can *finally* meet your own intensely personal goal.
Don't you just *hate* it when that happens?
So instead of being smart and intelligent and magnificently commonsensical, you decide to….procrastinate! instead.
Well then hidey ho, neighbor…join the crowd!
See, earlier this morning, I added something soooo incredibly stellar and wondrously awesome, I'm causing major bruising on my shoulder from patting myself on the back so much!
But I cannot announce just yet.
Know why?
Because it's Sunday! And Sunday is not exactly the most profitably trafficked day of the entire lovely week!
Join me now in wahhing more sorrowfully:
Thank you. I feel much better now, do you? 🙂
But you see, that delivers unto me an outstanding opportunity!
I can write about something entirely unrelated to making money and profitable blogging and soul-searing goodness and instead, craft a blog post that's so incendiary, people will thunder across the wild untamed plains of the Internet to virtually press their noses against the glass and see (pardon the pun) what's up!
But what should I write about?
Obviously, the best choice would be how sex drives the entire galaxy.
After all, if it wasn't for sex, I wouldn't be blessed with my terrific children (except for the one who's a bonafide space alien, of course).
Plus, some blogs probably would immediately spammize any comment that referred to a post that included the word 'sex' (thus killing my CommentLuv goodness!).
So sex is out.
I could, of course, blog about
- Coffee coffee coffee
or
- Porn porn porn
or better yet
- Coffee porn Coffee porn Coffee porn
But I'm pretty certain 'porn' falls under the same category as 'sex' (and while I can acknowledge that coffee is the most worshipful beverage on the face of this planet….others….might….disagree, so I'd lose them too).
But then the answer appeared!
Well, okay, the answer did NOT appear, I simply visited Thesaurus.com and searched for alternative friendly words for 'sex'.
And I found:
| carnal knowledge, coition, coupling, fooling around, fornication, intercourse, intimacy, lovemaking, mating, nooky, procreation, relations, sex , sexual intercourse, sexual relations, sexual union |
Which didn't flap my earlobes, no sirree!
So I trashed the entire idea and thought instead about why sex happens.
Quick! To Google!
Blech. Even I know what happens before, during and after it! I mean, who *doesn't* know about the rapturous thunderous onslaught of nerve-shattering delicious pleasure that …
Hold on, I'm out of coffee.
Let me refresh my coffee cup and uncover some actual romance novel passages for you in the meantime:
… "We could be closer," she whispered.
"Much closer," he agreed, stirring the golden curls between them while he looked into her eyes. They were bright with desire and wide with expectation. Her parted lips strayed over his but when he slid his finger inside her magnificent blog, she plunged her tongue deeply into his mouth. They stroked each other to a primal beat. Gently. Thoughtfully. Thoroughly. With coffee-fueled passion! The air around them crackled as their storm of passion threatened to bring them down. When he eased in a second CSS definition, she lifted her mouth from his and made the most exquisite sounds he'd ever heard. He felt her knee beginning to buckle, and he knew his wouldn't be far behind. Lifting: his mouth from hers, he offered her his throat as he fought for more oxygen…..MORE….
or maybe
…"I could never want you, you hear me? Never!" Marcus cried out.
Narcissa's jade eyes narrowed to angry slits, and with fierce fervor, she placed one hand on the wall next to his head and pressed the curves of her blog along the trembling length of his. Against his will, Marcus felt himself respond to her thrilling nearness. The wild heat of her femininity seared him, and to his shame, he felt lust rush headlong into his own randy thorn of desire.…MORE….
or possibly
…Mama was wearing a towering purple turban with a long, long white feather protruding from the top. Attached to the end of the feather was a realistic-looking wax vegetable. Mama had had enough of nests, birds, and cherries and had decided the cheerful orange carrot would be her signature this season. She fully expected all the fashion-minded females to be wearing them soon. She had even gone so far as to advise her milliner that she ought to put in a large order for wax carrots so as not to be caught short.
"All right then, down to business, boy. The best families have, as usual, each delivered a ring-seeking, title-hungry female to town. Since you have spent every other season doing your cattle-evaluating, fortune-gambling-away, club-dining best to avoid the marriage mart, you know nothing of the type of gel you'll meet here tonight. I'll help you with that, though. Take a look around the room and pick one whom you wouldn't mind facing over the breakfast table each morning, and I'll give you the 'yea' or 'nay'."...MORE….
And yes, in case you're wondering, it was Sebastian below who starred in all of them.
Okay, I'm back again! Hope you enjoyed the intermission above. 🙂
So! What better genteel word for 'sex' than 'lust'?
After all, lust drives the universe!
- It's a lust for life that makes us keep breathing. (well, as my kids would say, that's really an involuntary action on the part of your brain that compels that, but I much prefer my version, don't you?)
- It's a lust for companionship that drives us to find the perfect member of the appropriate sex!
- It's a lust for friendship that makes us network with others in our online community and help one another grow.
See what I mean?
Lust. It rocks.
Especially if it bears coffee as well.
Think about it! What is lust anyways but a deep desire for something that you crave more passionately than Paris Hilton seeks the spotlight?
So what do *you* lust for?
Here's what I lust for!
1.) I lust for a *comfy* life.
- I crave a life *without* Hollywood-worthy picky dippy girly politics drama.
- I crave knowing my husband loves me beyond time and space, my kids adore me more so than Hetalia animes, and my mooses worship me as only the Great Goddess Mother Unit I Am….deserves.
Check on all 3!
2.) I lust for a *meaningful* life.
- I crave knowing that I have made a profound difference in the life of my friends and colleagues, both online and off.
- I crave realizing that I am loved by others who make my world fabulously flamboyant and amazingly satisfying.
2 checks there too!
3.) I lust for a *coffee-infused* life.
That goes without saying. 🙂
But that's me…and so, really isn't as important as:
What do *you* lust for?
And how can you best go about achieving it?
Honestly…it's something to think about.
After all…
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, coffee in one hand, chocolate in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming ‘WOO HOO – What a Ride!"
Don't you agree? I'd love to hear your take below!
Grow strong,
Barbara Ling
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You’ll love what you learn… Promise!