Even His Feet be Sweet
Okay so I said my last post a-la-dessert picture wasn’t going to be my real post, and I wasn’t lying. Tah dah!
But it is about that last post, in a roundabout fashion. I’ve been reading a lot of Freud today while writing a monstrous paper for my Abnormal Psychology in Literature class, so be prepared - it’s going to be a bumpy ride.
Freud was big on sexual satisfaction, and the idea that the Id wants us to be happy all day, every day (no matter what the stupid Ego and Superego have to say about it, those chumps). But what about just regular old life satisfaction though? What about the kind that comes from your partner taking a playful swat at your butt as you walk by in a towel, or stopping in their tracks every so often just to plant a kiss on you? Did we lose that somewhere along the road, maybe after the off-ramp from Freud, somewhere along the Sexual Revolution Memorial Highway?
I was contemplating this (though not so eloquently) as I was kissing Ed’s feet today. It wasn’t in a sexy-freaky Jerry Springer fetish way (we got to that earlier in the afternoon). It just happened to be the closest part of him to me when I got the urge to lay one on him. It was all of the affection with none of the getting up off the couch. He giggled, I giggled. It was good! We’re sort of like that… touchy-feely mushballs when we’re not sparring or sleeping. We do nice things for each other (see dessert nachos), bust chops about useless trivia, steal the food off each other’s plates, surprise each other with books and CDs. And we play a lot!
“Everyone needs to get this if they don’t have it now.” I thought. If someone is missing out on the little touches and the fits of the giggles in bed at night, then we need to start filling Cosmo with tips on how to get there. Instead of splashy magazine covers talking about sizzling new sex moves that require bungie cords and hammocks, why are we not talking about “The Top Ten Ways to Steal a Kiss”? Aren’t those the really fulfilling things?
Don’t get me wrong, Freud and I definitely agree that everyone needs a good roll in the hay at regular intervals. But I think the sweet things are just as important.
