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2012 September

Two professional women: both married with kids and both juggling clients, reports, potty training, packed lunches, chores, dogs, cats, errands, husbands and …”what was that you said? SEX?”
That three-letter word that once was so frequent, so liberating, so yummy has been sidelined in a sea of life, work and snot.
It is time.
Time to put sex back on a pedestal by injecting some extra spice into our relationships.

We Suck

Long before Mission: Do It, I conducted an informal survey among my friends asking what the number one point of contention in their marriage was. I fully expected everyone to say housework, since that’s what Mr. Lee and I struggled with that year (and a few of the years following), or money (since that seems […]

Give The Dog A Bone

Well crapola.  In the last couple of weeks my sexual revolution has been on a snooze fest.  When the party should have been in my pants (and the Dukes), blasted work deadlines and getting ready to move house has taken any semblance of sizzle and left a dreary drizzle.  Yikes. I suppose that is called […]

Mission 17: Love Bites

All this Christian Grey talk, and the telltale slag tag on our coworker’s neck last week, has us craving some love bites. Your Mission: Do It this week is to give AND get a hickey. If it’s too round, we’ll know you used a vacuum (that’s a hoover for you, Duch).

Surrendering Control

After last week’s frustrating strike out, I was ready to tackle this week’s mission full force, partially because the first portion would safely require only my participation. Mr. Lee (who did eventually get the yard done, fold the laundry and get to third while fulfilling this week’s mission), willingly went to three stores on Monday looking to buy the book for […]

Green + Grey Does Not Equal Go

My OB/GYN must think I am obsessed with sex.  When I heard at the start of the week that the pesky placenta of mine had moved, the first thing I asked him was “Does this mean I can now have sex?” Bemused he responded: “Yes, Duchess.  You can now revert to normal living.” Hurray.  I have the green […]

Mission 16: Fifty Shades

Fine. Fine. Fine. We’ll do it. For those of you that haven’t read it, read it. For those of you that have, revisit it. Both groups do have to pick a scene and make it real in your bedroom, or whatever that secret room you have is called.

After a while you learn…

There’s a poem by Veronica Shoftstall that I received in 1996, my freshman year of college, when email was still relatively new. It was just the ticket for an 18-year-old girl three states away from home for several months dealing with the sadness and drama of a long distance relationship that was doomed from the beginning. I didn’t know […]

Skipping Second…..

  The base system was a new one for me.  I think because my childhood was full of rounders, cricket, rugby and football (the English version).  Baseball was a mystery.  We certainly didn’t apply the rounders bases to sexual progress.  I wish I could remember what we did attribute our progress to?  I think it […]

Mission 15: Hit a Triple

The Texas Rangers have kind of been amazing lately (Miss Lee secretly crushes on Matt Harrison despite his chin fuzz), and have you heard? The Duchess is sex-free. So, we want you to hit a triple this week. Act like you’re making out again, trying to keep a semblance of your pre-Mission: Do It good girl, analyzing every move […]

Changing Lanes

I had the perfect scenario in place to fulfill this week’s mission. Tuesday night was Parent Orientation at the preschool, and I had negotiated with the Plowhand to babysit our kids so Mr. Lee and I could go together alone in the car. I had even developed a theme for my post by digging the […]