When I first started this blog I never wanted to be a poster child for non-monogamy. Sure, I’ve enjoyed what limited “fame” I’ve achieved (if you can call it that), but I don’t aspire to be the go to person when the media needs someone to talk to. That being said, I’m always happy to share . . . → Read More: I Ain’t No Poster Child
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When I first had the idea for Playground around the end of last summer, I had a lot more time on my hands. I had quit my job a few months prior to finish working on my non-monogamy guide book – which I promise to finish sooooon – and had seemingly all the time in the . . . → Read More: Why Playground? Why Now?
My wedding ring and I have a strange relationship. When I’m at home, I often pay it no attention, abandoning it on a random shelf as soon as I walk in the door. It never sleeps with me or sees me naked. I won’t let it eat at the dinner table and it certainly never gets to hang out during sex. However when it’s time to leave the house and go out in public, I am absolutely lost without it. On those days where I cannot remember which one of five random shelves has been graced with my white-gold, sad excuse for bling band, I find myself sometimes hiding my ring finger when surrounded by strangers, lest someone see me as not married or worse … with a wedding ring tan line (a sure sign of cheating, some would say). For whatever reason, there’s been a lot of chat lately between friends, strangers and I about my relationship with my husband and I’ve been doing some thinking about things I’ve known for years. Questions that I’ve been asked have caused me to reflect on where we are now. I’ve been thinking about he and I, and he . . . → Read More: Gooooooo Team! Today Steph and I are celebrating ten years of being together. I’d say to start with that our relationship is a testament to non-monogamy being able to be successful just as much as any other relationship with hard work and communication. Over the past 10 years Steph and I have changed so much. We’ve gone through a . . . → Read More: Happy 10 Year Anniversary! In 2010 Steph and I took part in filming for a documentary all about modern marriage. It took a while to convince him to join in and I think he finally gave in so that I could use the opportunity to (hopefully) further my career by getting our names out there. We filmed a few times last year and eventually got used to the idea of having a camera crew with big lights in our faces while we pretended to pour coffee and make pasta. It was a blast to be able to share our pretty normal to us life with the Dreamfilm crew and, next Thursday, January 20th at 9 pm, all of you!
I will admit, I’m apprehensive to see what happens after the documentary airs. Maybe nothing will change and maybe everything will. Who knows!? I’m also apprehensive to see the documentary on television. I have no doubt that it will edited fairly and honestly and that the only people that might make Steph and I look like asses will be ourselves. Finally, I hate the fact that my hips and ugly green jacket made it onto the show. Someone should’ve told me to grab my longer winter coat and fix my hair that day. Ugh! Anyway, I hope that you check out the show and come back to give me your feedback, not just on our appearance but on modern marriage in general. If you aren’t able to watch the show on CBC, there’s a link to check it out online after it airs on the CBC Doc Zone page. Hopefully that’s for everyone, not just Canadians! Check out the trailer: (Note: A comment discussion has led me to realize I should have been more specific and mention the fact that I’m talking about naked, sexy times only in this post. Those moments when you lose yourself in the sweat, the moans and the feel of skin against skin. Hopefully this clears things up a bit.) I admit it. There are some top 40 songs this year that have caught the attention of my hips; more so than usual. While my musical tastes are usually really varied, there’s something about 2010 club music that has my ass shaking. And while most of the time the messages are empty and the lyrics ridiculous, one song has me thinking and applying it to non-monogamy. The song? Rihanna’s “Only Girl In The World”. When I first heard it I found something entrancing about the way she was singing, well belting really. After a while though, I started listening to the words and felt a connection to the sentiment. “I want you to make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world.” Read more » Last week Steph and I took our first real relaxing vacation, ever. We’ve been together for just under ten years and it took my brothers’ wedding in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico before we decided to go anywhere that wasn’t a quick 3 day stint, road trip or home to England to visit my family. Because the idea of not being part of the culture and just staying on a resort ground for 9 days was scary to us we booked 4 days in town first and then 5 at the resort. This was definitely the best way to do it, for us. Being able to explore the town from day to night, from the tourist zone to the outskirts was amazing. We knew all the drug dealers, all the best happy hours, and had a great conversation about sex with a hot bartender on the beach which was a plus for Samantha. Recently, while hanging in Mexico on holiday, Steph and I were having some sort of light relationship chat. I don’t remember at all what sparked it, but he suddenly said “I love the fact that Don feels about you like he does.” When I asked him to explain he was talking about how it was nice for . . . → Read More: Reassurance Win
Sex is presented by the media as all about Sir Cocks A Lot entering Pussyville and as a result many teenagers see oral sex as a blurry second base. Individual desires are put aside for talk of erogenous zones and physical sex tips, ignoring any discussion of mental connection in the bedroom. If it ain’t good ol’ American fucking then it doesn’t count as sex and therefore isn’t important, right? Read more » |
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We hear the word all the time and we see the images everywhere we look but mainstream society still keeps pretty mum about exploring individual sexuality. There’s lots of places to go and groups to join once you’ve discovered your kinks or fetishes but it’s often all or nothing when it comes to talking about personal desire.