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Had no idea we were into coin collections....
"It looked totally different - silver, and saucer-shaped," he said. Curfs notified the city of his find, and he and several other hobbyists helped in locating the rest of the coins, in cooperation with archaeologists. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081113/ap_on_sc/eu_netherlands_celtic_coins_2
Sir Isaac Makes Me Think Too Hard.....er....Too Much
I'm wondering more and more how rare I am in the hobbying community. Sir Isaac's blog on 'No Sex For You, Mister' inspired me to continue thinking about my place in the hobbying sector. As I read the comments it made me think even more as to why I hobby. I've blogged about this before, but can't help but to revisit it. My sex with my wife isn't strained much at all. We have sex 2-3 times a week and, quite frankly, it isn't terrible. I cringe at wondering what would happen if my wife wasn't interested in sex. The truth is that she is a bit more frisky than I am. This leads me to a rather deep question and probably a disturbing answer. I can't justify my presence here out of any kind of sexual deprivation. So why in the world do I see providers? Is there anyone else here that has a regular sex life with the SO and yet desires to see others? I think I'm well past the guilt stage of this whole dilemma and have arrived at simply wanting some kind of psychological reason. Some have told me I want variety, but I'm not sure that the answer is that simple. Freud might tell me it has something to do with my strained relationship with my parents. Sadly, if I were to meet myself in my office, I would certainly want to explore the history of relationships, both romantic and familial. In any case, I dislike not knowing myself as I usually do a fairly good job at self-analysis. But in this area I just can't figure it out. So I'm not in a position to complain, which is exctly the point. Why would I risk a healthy, sexual relationship in this manner? True, she is more conservative than I and, when trying to breach the subject of sexual experiments (i.e. with others), she takes the moral high ground. But even if she were to open up I think I'd still go elsewhere at times. There are moments when I'm convinced I'm just a cheating asshole. But I'm also convinced that monogamy just isn't for the human race. Depending on what study you read, around 60% of men and 40% of women at some point in time cheat on their SO's. And it's relatively certain that some more are lying in the studies. Add to that the ones who choose celibacy or have no interest in sex and you aren't so far from 100%. It leaves a small minority for consistent, monogamous sexual lives. So I suppose what all this means is that I got married before I realized that marriage wasn't for me. What am I going to do about it? Probably the same thing I've been doing for the last 7 years: provide, nuture and care for my rather large and complex family and then when free time allows, figure out when to schedule that next appointment. I just hope that when I get caught, she'll somehow find it within her to not kick my ass.....or worse...take over the finances.
Wasn't Sure This Was Possible
Yes, it's been a while since I've blogged. Heck, it's been a while since I've even visited. There are various reasons, some I won't go into here, but I'm now here to blog about a rather incredible night. In 7 years of hobbying I've only had one extended appointment. When I say extended, I'm not talking about sexual arousal..hehe...rather...about the time I spend with a lady. About 5 years ago I spent a day with one particular provider and, while it was nice, it wasn't exactly the fantasy-fulfilling time I was looking for. So I concluded that extended appointments weren't all that worth it. That is, until recently. I've had the fortune of finding a woman with whom I clicked so well, it seemed too good to be true. At first I thought it was just a nice, lucky first visit. But after the second, third and fourth appointments, I started wondering if I found gold. To test this theory I took the plunge into a rather extensive overnighter, including a private party and dinner. The evening started off rather rough. Her flight was 3 hours late. When I looked at the flight schedules, of all the flights listed, hers was the only one delayed. Go figure. We both were upset. I thought that fate had dealt me a bad hand. But to her credit, upon arrival, she dared me to stay up with her all night long. This put a smile back on my face. From that moment on the evening went far better than I ever thought it would have. She looked and dressed for the evening in simply perfect clothes. Her personality, attitude, conversational skills, authentic approach and sex appeal were simply in perfect accord with what I was looking for. Plus she seemed to genuinely enjoy herself. I'm not saying future appointments will always be this way or ever will again. Future expectations and standards adjust based on past experiences and so it will be different every time. But for this one night it was hobbying bliss. In addition, she allowed me to help her visit be as convenient as possible. She chose to trust me and I, her. Mutual appreciation blanketed the night. Extended appointments are probably not usually a good deal....unless you find the right woman to be with. I'm grateful for the experience and hope to have another with her in the not-so-distant future.
My Experiment
Here I am, up late at night, unable to sleep. So I thought, ‘what the hell...let's type some stuff'. Usually there is a reason why I can't sleep. Let's see if I can figure it out: First, I'm so looking forward to a...um...lengthy date which is scheduled on the horizons. I've only had one other this long and it was several years ago. This lady and I click so well it's scary. It's the only reason I even considered a date this long. We're both genuinely excited about it, though not all for the same reasons I'm sure. Nevertheless, I can hardly wait...therefore...I'm awake late at night, unable to sleep. Second, work is hammering me this month. September was busy, I thought. I was wrong. October is going to be worse. Demands are being put on me from both below and above. I'm trying to streamline the best I can and delegate when I'm able to be trusting enough. So far November is looking a bit on the light side. So I have a goal to survive the month. Nevertheless, I'm being hammered at work....therefore...I'm awake late at night, unable to sleep. Third, I'm trying an experiment. I started doing push-ups every day, beginning September 1st. I've never been known for upper body strength, so the potential for improvement is significant. I think I already see it after 5 weeks of it. The experiment? When will my wife notice? Maybe never if the change is gradual enough. Then again, some day she will see an older pic of me and maybe see the change. I vow to never stop the push-ups until it is noticed. I fear I promised myself a lifetime endeavor.....therefore..I'm awake late at night, unable to sleep. So I've named social, professional and psychological reasons why I may be awake at the moment. My self-analytical blog is now at an end not because I couldn't type any other potential reasons, but because I just yawned. Maybe that's a sign? Good night.
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