I had the pleasure of reading Mominatrix: A Guide to Sex by Kristen Chase recently.
There is no double entendre in that statement. I read the book. It was excellent. It made me happy. I laughed. I cried. I got my money's worth from the bulk box of tissues we get from Costco. I will recommend it to friends.
Now, when I say that I cried, please note that this is NOT a sad book. It's actually quite funny, bravely frank and a complete riot. Kristen Chase has chutzpah and passion combined with a smart, witty mind and the writing skills to execute.
I really do heart her. (Happy Valentines Day Kristen!)
I think it's just find that maybe, (maybe?) I have found myself in a teeny bit of a sad place when it comes to anything that has to do with my own individuality. and well. Hmmm . . . .
Well, I guess the best thing to say is that the sexy me went on a bit of "hiatus". Not like a two week hiatus. More like a several year hiatus. I don't know when she is coming back (She is SOOOOO, inconsiderate like that. John is hopeful but I told him that she may let him down. No updates to her itinerary have been made available).
As a mother of two children still in diapers - I was very excited to get this book through the Silicon Valley Moms Book Club in honor of Valentine's Day.
I told my husband we would be receiving it in the mail and dropped hints as if he was to expect some immediate rewards once I finished the book. I also tried to give him meaningful winks, but given my total and utter lack of sexiness these day, he mistook it for a twitch and asked if I was dehydrated.
He's a really sweet man.
I was hopeful that being in possession of the book would be all I needed to reclaim some of the "old Kiran." This would be in contrast to "OLD Kiran" which is how I feel now. They may sound like the same thing, but they are very different. Very much so.
"old Kiran" knew how to party like a rock star and have a good time. Party more than Keith Richards.
"OLD Kiran?" Hmm. Not so much. But she more closely resembles Keith Richards.