December 2nd, 2016
I have been rummaging through magazines to find an article I read last week. We get these free magazines and, for whatever reason, I can't seem to find this article. The topic of the article was a new pill for women. It was compared to viagra for men. Instead of promising erections, this pill attempted to increase libido in women. Apparently, lots of women don't want to have sex. However, if we consider the popularity of Fifty Shades of Grey, I would think it's more about having good sex.
I read the statistics regarding the effectiveness of this drug. Not only did it not work on just less than 50% of the women but it wasn't a pill you pop on the day itself, you have to take it daily. Really? You take a pill every day so that on a given day you may feel like having sex with your partner?
Women's libido is connected to their associations with sexuality. Are they anticipating satisfaction or disappointment? Are they expecting to receive or only give? Does their partner desire them? Do they feel excited by their partner? Do they enjoy an intimate relationship? Will they take their time or rush through it in order to watch their favourite show?
Why don't we check out the cause of women's lack of libido? If you never feel in the mood, there could be an underlying physical cause such as a change in hormones, vaginal dryness or fatigue. However, if you fantasize about sex with other men, chances are you just need to work on igniting the passion in your relationship. How do you do that?
1-Are you pissed off or feeling neglected? Talk about it. Get it out in the open. Once the issue is resolved, you can partake in make-up sex.
2-Do you know what turns you on? If you haven't found your sweet spots and you avoid looking at or exploring your anatomy below the belt, a tour is long overdue. Use a mirror to look at your genitals. Experiment with different touches and see what turns you on. Are you clitoral or vaginal? Get yourself some toys if you'd like. Once you know what sets you off, you can share this information with your partner.
3-Stimulate your imagination. Sometimes, people get bored with each other. Have sex in different locations, at unusual times, role-play, pretend it's your first time, dress-up, read erotic poetry to each other or tell each other what you are about to do tin order o create anticipation. If you like food, include it in your ritual.
I firmly believe that most women don't need a pill to increase their libido. They need to be seduced, desired and followed by foreplay. Taking a pill to desire an act that is not enjoyable doesn't increase libido, just frustration.
Anne Walsh
www.artnsoul.org
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Tuesday, 20 September 2016
Tree House
September 20th, 2016
Have you ever dreamed of having your own tree house when you were a child? There seems to be a universal desire to hang out in a tree house. Perhaps you were one of the lucky ones who actually had a tree house.
I have always loved and coveted a tree house. As a child, I drew my ideal home as a tree house. It was sophisticated with a slide to exit through the back. I lived in apartments so I never owned one. I once searched for tree homes and found an astonishing amount of houses built in trees. Not plain wooden ones, we are talking luxurious, architecturally diverse homes.
Today, my husband and I built a tree house for our daughters. We spent three hours this afternoon using leftover renovation materials to build it. My husband didn't have a tree home growing up. We were both excited about this project. We excitedly started with the floor and frame, supports and walls. We rummaged through materials and made stuff up as we worked.
We work well together and, although the house is not complete, we have a pretty sturdy, fun-looking tree loft. The house has a floor, a ladder, three walls and we threw in some IKEA chairs at the last minute. We were so excited to see the girls' reactions as they got off the bus. They ran over and climbed in. My husband was waiting for them. I went in the house with their school bags and headed for the kitchen to grab some cold juices. I wasn't even done filling one juice container. The girls were back inside. I handed over the juices and asked if they had been in the tree house. They had. They went upstairs to play in their room.
I walked out and over to my husband. He was still working on the structure. I asked him what happened. He said they loved it. I was perplexed. Why aren't they still here? Apparently, because we placed the parachute on top of the structure, our eldest felt that it was too short for her, she couldn't stand up. I was disappointed. My husband and I kept working on bracing the sides for at least 30 minutes. As we worked, I realized this tree house was for our inner children. We were building this to satisfy our own needs. We were having fun. The fact that our daughters' reaction was less than enthusiastic did not curb our own excitement.
We love our little tree house. I hope the girls give it a chance and enjoy it for many years ahead. If they don't, my husband and I will.
Anne Walsh
www.artnsoul.org
Have you ever dreamed of having your own tree house when you were a child? There seems to be a universal desire to hang out in a tree house. Perhaps you were one of the lucky ones who actually had a tree house.
I have always loved and coveted a tree house. As a child, I drew my ideal home as a tree house. It was sophisticated with a slide to exit through the back. I lived in apartments so I never owned one. I once searched for tree homes and found an astonishing amount of houses built in trees. Not plain wooden ones, we are talking luxurious, architecturally diverse homes.
Today, my husband and I built a tree house for our daughters. We spent three hours this afternoon using leftover renovation materials to build it. My husband didn't have a tree home growing up. We were both excited about this project. We excitedly started with the floor and frame, supports and walls. We rummaged through materials and made stuff up as we worked.
We work well together and, although the house is not complete, we have a pretty sturdy, fun-looking tree loft. The house has a floor, a ladder, three walls and we threw in some IKEA chairs at the last minute. We were so excited to see the girls' reactions as they got off the bus. They ran over and climbed in. My husband was waiting for them. I went in the house with their school bags and headed for the kitchen to grab some cold juices. I wasn't even done filling one juice container. The girls were back inside. I handed over the juices and asked if they had been in the tree house. They had. They went upstairs to play in their room.
I walked out and over to my husband. He was still working on the structure. I asked him what happened. He said they loved it. I was perplexed. Why aren't they still here? Apparently, because we placed the parachute on top of the structure, our eldest felt that it was too short for her, she couldn't stand up. I was disappointed. My husband and I kept working on bracing the sides for at least 30 minutes. As we worked, I realized this tree house was for our inner children. We were building this to satisfy our own needs. We were having fun. The fact that our daughters' reaction was less than enthusiastic did not curb our own excitement.
We love our little tree house. I hope the girls give it a chance and enjoy it for many years ahead. If they don't, my husband and I will.
Anne Walsh
www.artnsoul.org
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