Hubs and I went out with a group of friends on Friday. After several drinks the conversation turned to dating… specifically to the most embarrassing moment you’ve ever had on a date.

What’s mine, you ask? Let’s just say it involved an unfortunate choice of footwear. You’ll have to take me out for martinis some night if you want the rest of the story.

Until then, feel free to use your imagination - and I’m all ears if you’d like to spill some of your most embarrassing dating moments.

Here’s something to keep you entertained while you ponder:

Thankfully dating is still a long way off for our kids. Here’s hoping we’ll be parents with a sense of humor when that time comes!

I was thinking about the commitment I had made on Sunday morning to take part in torture yoga with my friend Beth.

I’m all for keeping my word - but some commitments can get you into BIG trouble. Case in point….

Because it’s a gorgeously sunny Tuesday and I’m stuck at work after a lovely 3 day weekend… the situation definitely calls for some comic relief!

Be sure to watch to the end…

You’ve heard that Hubs and I have committed to a weekly date night and that so far we’ve only been out once this year. How lame is that?

We’ve also been trying the 30-day trial approach to more intimacy as a couple. While there is some progress, it’s been slow going. I never imagined it would take so much effort to carve out a measly half hour once a day that’s “just for us”.

We definitely don’t deserve gold stars (yet) and I keep thinking that if the flu hadn’t ransacked our happy home, things would be different. We would have more energy to get through the day, and would in turn make finding that “couple time” an exciting and fun priority. Instead, it was beginning to feel like something we felt we had to do so we could check it off the list - like buying groceries or diapers.

Then it occurred to me: maybe we’ve been making too big a production of this. What about the simple pleasures of being in a relationship with someone you adore?

A friend once told me a story about his grandparents who were married for 50 years and fell asleep holding hands - EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. The romance of that tale struck a cord with me.

So last night, even though we were too strung out on cold medicine and sleep deprivation to do more than lay next to each other, we made connecting a priority and fell asleep - holding hands…

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P.S. The song has been stuck in my head all day. Enjoy.

As you know, I’ve been quite curious about spicing things up, particularly in the bedroom, and have been doing copious amounts of research on the subject. On one of my searches I ran across this gem and just had to share.

I think we can all relate, but Holly, this one’s for you!