The Edgy Dreamer

Oh I am so glad my topic the past few days has had an impact on several of you, I always dig the ‘you’ve got mail’ and when I check it I don’t recognize a name, meaning that it’s an anonymous one of you : )

A couple of you stated that you, uh, made small strides in your ‘communication’ with your beloved, does that mean you read my blog together? Meow…but, seriously, that’s cool bc you know I’d do anything to help you all, it’s true, just do not ask me to join you, hahaha, I am a one on one type, plain and simple, so yeah…that means no to you T&R, but thanks for the offer. And hey, Just cause I write so openly it doesn’t mean I have an ‘up for grabs’ sign up, no offense meant or taken there, OK? So, we’re good now, right?

Private ‘Muslim man’ - I think that it’s interesting that growing up in a sexist society you somehow ended up reading here and respectfully thanking me (for what I am not sure). I would have to think that you are an anomaly and have been blessed with a bit of sensitivity, lucky you and your soon to be wife. Allah and I wish you a happy love/sex life : ) who needs 72 virgins when you have an adoring wife, right?

Oh so here’s the ‘more’ part of this entry…( and it’s in random stream of consciousness order, sorry)

A friend sent an article about a sex therapist who works with couples who have never consummated their marriage. Yes, never sealed the deal. Wow. How sad is that? I always wondered how that arranged marriage thing worked. How would that be - to have a wedding, a huge party with all the bells and whistles and then…later…you’re alone…with someone you’ve barely met, or maybe had a chaperoned conversation or two with. Oof. Are you’re supposed to feel instant comfort with a total stranger, and especially in the sexual arena? Methinks not. How could you? And with some serious societal morality thrown in there, holy moly, it leaves me shaking my head in utter disbelief, they probably were also.

Thus, the trip to the sex counselor years later. It made me feel a certain compassion towards the people involved, male and female, whatever culture…bc that’s got to be personal torture.

On the US flip side, you’ve got middle schooler’s ducking into school closets to perform oral sex and high schoolers who are ‘hooking up’ with everyone. It’s the new relationship thing, hahaha, don’t have one just have the sex and call it a day, go meet your friends, no fuss no muss no hassle and it’s ‘all good’ or is it? Are they sexually jaded and social/relationship nerds by twenty five? Does a ‘love’ feeling not even enter the picture at such a tender age?

I thought it was cool (and somewhat grown up) to ‘love’ a high school boyfriend. I kept mine aware of my personal space needs, actually I think I just spent two days hanging all over him and then went MIA for a day or two (much to his chagrin) but he never bugged me about it much, I always came back for more and made sure he knew it had nothing to do with an imaginary misunderstanding. He liked that I knew who I was (or so he thought, hahaha) or at least I knew what I needed (a break from other people), some solitude.

I’m curious now though, why is it all so extreme? Random vs totally (and perhaps overly) committed sex, isn’t there some middle ground in there somewhere, for teens, for other cultures, for US culture?

That’s it, go snug your baby and tune in again manana : ) Ciao!

Yes, more on sex, peeps - and based on a few ‘private’ comments, can I just make a blanket statement to all of you males? My take is my take on things, it’s personal opinion (mine), if you think your mama needs your sexual protection at 80 in a nursing home then reread the part about being a money grubbing ingrate and let your mother ‘do’ what she will, it’s her life and it’s not as though she has a ‘reputation’ to worry about anymore, capice?

Uh-oh, that’s Italian, but don’t be afraid I’m not PO’d, just baffled as to why men think they need to ’stand up for’ their mother’s 80 year old ‘virtue’ c’mon now…grow up. Oh and thanks for some of your offers, but as I mentioned before, it’s impractical to have a ‘coffee and talk’ with someone who lives in another state, no? So, let’s just keep it here ok? …though I do appreciate the compliments : )

So, what more do I have to say today?

I read an article in ‘Week’ magazine about teen pregnancy being very high in the UK, the highest in Europe, and the education system is running sex education starting K-12 - so everyone is clear on ‘what bits go where’ yes, it actually said that. I say, well if the teen pregnancy rate is so high, it seems they are clear on what ‘bits’ go where already, what they need are some relationship clues and are they going to rely on some young teacher who may or may not know his/her own way around a relationship to teach their kids? Why are parents so lame? Teach your own kids about what’s appropriate and not appropriate and also try to remember your own raging hormones at that age, what impacted your choices as to who and when to get it on (or not)?

I teach my kid everything by telling the truth and then I throw in some anecdote about me or a pal she either knows or has heard me talk about so she has a connect on who and how that person turned out, despite or in spite of a good/bad choice they made. Have I talked to my kid about sex, yes…a few times, once at four and she claimed it sounded beautiful, and it was as i presented the deed : ) then again at six and seven, all in age appropriate language.

She also sees me walk around naked, it’s not an issue, all bodies are beautiful and come in all shapes and sizes and i want her to be happy in her birthday suit. I explain about female hormones and how that’ll all kick in and what to expect, I also tell her not to go explaining all these things to other girls, their mothers may be on a different timeline for telling.

I just think it’s inappropriate to leave kids hanging without clues about body functions, interaction with males, etc…which reminds me, I’m not always so cool, hahaha, my girl is nine and she told me three boys at her small school have a crush on her, she said she doesn’t see it, they kind of act rude and obnoxious, hmmm, yes now boys do do that when they’re trying to get your attention and don’t know how. She shrugged and rolled her eyes…guess I’ll have to give that explanation another go another time : )

To me, if you’re going to parent these people (hahaha, your own kids) then help them out, give them some clues, tell them about your dating days and how your handled certain situations, it’s helpful and often it’s not what you say but how you say it and your comfort level while speaking that gets through.

Face it, they are going to have sex, and probably before you want them to, so the protection chat is in order also. I’m working on getting my girl to recognize a good boy/man when she meets one that’s important, that and I already know that I will never be able to prevent her from being hurt every once in a while, bummer, but it’s a fact. I’ll deal and so will she.

The bottomline: if you want your kid, male or female, to make good decisions, tell them, show them, inspire them to make good decisions. My girl laughs bc I will sometimes say, ‘make good decisions’ as she’s getting out of the car, she shakes her head, laughs and then blows me kisses. I catch them and send em’ right back and I often wonder at what age she’ll start being embarassed to do that anymore or to yell ‘I love you’ as she often does if I don’t pull away immediately (I rarely do, hahaha)…anyway, I’m not a perfect mother by any means but I try to give out all the vital info she’ll need to be a success in life and I don’t mean cash flow, she’s smart, she’ll become and make money however she wants to.

And that’s my two on teen pregnancy, it isn’t about knowing about where ‘bits’ go, it’s about communication, keep it open and flowing and things tend to go pretty well, and uh, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it ; )

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**response to comments at end

I know most of you think I must be obsessed with sex, but it’s not true, obsessed is the wrong word : ) What I am is very interested in sex, passion and intimacy and the link between the three, and in an age when monogamy is a better plan (for a variety of reasons, mostly health related, but also there’s an emotional component I believe in but maybe I’m just a fool), why do we often want someone other than who we picked? Uh, my guess: the chemistry is just not there, maybe it never was and as everyone knows, you cannot fabricate that elusive and lovely life intangible.

Also, I just think sex is a subject that while garnering lots of our attention it still often feels like we shouldn’t be openly talking about it (and why not, I say) too personally revealing perhaps…? It just doesn’t get much air time…and so you have me, lucky you.

I have no hold back mechanism and I have no caveats, anything goes, baby…as long as it’s between two (or more, and that’d be your personal choice) consenting adults.

What got me thinking about writing this entry was an article I was reading, the headline made me sad for just a mo’ and then I thought of anecdote someone told me, I’ll tell you that in a sec, first the headline was about ‘sex in nursing homes’ and I can tell you this in case you don’t know, if you dig sex, at 20, 30, 40 what the hell makes you think you won’t like it at 70 or 80?? If you’re healthy enough to have it, you’ll want it, and you can merely close your eyes to not remember that your body is wrinkled (if it bothers you), and who cares at that point anyway? I say ‘right on, you go f**k like bunnies till your last breath’ bc if someone else gets uptight about it, it’s their problem. And at 70 or 80 you’re either still craving that closeness (passion + intimacy = closeness) and/or you’re making up for lost time : ) i.e your earlier sex life was unsatisfactory.

According to this article it’ll mostly be your adult children (who are ironically here bc you got busy one night) and what’s their beef? They think you may be getting exploited – bwahaha, honey, at 80 years old, I say, in the words of José Feliciano ‘you just keep on using me until you use me up’ – ahhahaha, but mostly they are concerned that their inheritance will go down the tubes along with their ‘dear’ mother/father’s new infatuation.

My take: oh, for God sakes, if you’re that much of a money-grubbing f**k of an offspring, then get an attorney to cover your ass (bc it sure isn’t your mama/daddy you’re looking after, let’s call a spade a spade) and after you do that, go buy your parent some mood music and some soft lighting and shut up about their newfound love/sex life, you sniveling ingrate : ) tee hee…

Yes, I wrote this and now my personal ‘survey says’ take on things would indicate that people just want that same old relationship passion and more importantly as an aging person: passion, intimacy and some understanding. This whole new line of thought answers my oft asked q, why do people keep marrying when the divorce rate is at 50%???? If you asked yesterday, I’d have said bc they’re stupid : ) yes, I’m a bit jaded at the moment. Now, I can tell you why, and I’m humbled by the revelation, it is bc they still want that feeling of having found that one person that will love, honor, cherish and understand them, someone to share life with (and hopefully it’s with someone who wants to f**k with the same frequency), oh yes ; ) young and old, it’s the same same…

Now about that anecdote, a friend was telling me a story about a 90 year old man at a nursing home that had been living there more than a decade and had slept with every woman he’d deemed attractive. The women also made no bones about jumping his bones or any other bones that weren’t dead. I laughed my butt off and said, ‘I think I may need the name of that place in a few years…’

Let’s face it, we all want some passion, intimacy and someone who accepts us as is (translation: loves us even though we are a work in progress and we always are until that last breath). Yes, maybe when you’re 80 you get more open to just saying things like: touch me like this or let’s do it like that, it’d be nice if this dialogue came more easily to people earlier though, wouldn’t it? Maybe a good dose of dialogue chemistry is necessary? & where did this whole taboo thing about the subject start anyway? The Victorian era…? That was then; this is now…how did such BS get perpetuated?

Oh and I must say, it’s not a subject I actually want a total stranger to approach me about, but the one who is whispering in my ear, ‘honey, who’s yah daddy?’ – well, hell yessss, Absolutely! Don’t you?

**BoyJ, I concede, you are right. And that Ghandi quote about ‘…be the change you want to see in the world’ is my favorite quote, I have blogged about it twice, you must be a newbie : ) and yes, I do believe in karma, why do you ask? Any profound words re: karma? I am here to learn (and be, do and serve others) so clue me in on your truth.

Hmm, I guess a few of you out there could relate to the Tues/Weds self esteem blog entry I wrote, I just wanted to address the content of a few commenter’s e-mail’s bc I run into this s**t (and mostly from women) all the time. I could get in a snit about how one of you worded it but why, that wouldn’t be very Zen or very Lilly, so you can go get yourself worked up about how ‘everyone is not like me’ bc I’m not going to join you or deny that you are correct. You are.

- oh, and don’t I know that, honey. I have family members who think my self esteem is ‘too high’ bc I don’t hesitate to speak my truth and my mind as needed to what’s left of the men in the family (the men aren’t insulted, the women are maybe bc they didn’t do it first? or they just think I’m too bold or I have different views and therefore a non-conformist) or is it bc I take care of me very well (yes, I go get facials quarterly and head to the gym regularly while I’m supposed to be, uh, cooking over a hot stove or something more traditional and selfless?), etc…

I make no apologies anymore, bc I can only say, if I don’t love me and take care of me, who else will?? Enough said on this topic? E me if you’d like further details…or you can just think I’m a selfish biagge and call it a day : ) your call.

Now, about color, yes people my soul sistahs here and on the east coast called to talk about the Obama win, mmmm, there’s a certain hip swiveling dance that goes along with that nicely ; ) and they told me that everyone they know has a new attitude about what they personally can do, the bar on black self esteem has been raised, it’s a ‘we can do it’ attitude out there. I’m not sure why it hadn’t occurred to me as a possible side effect but it didn’t.

I ended both convos with the same line, ‘…now that you’ve got that win, and I’ve got mine, an articulate, intelligent man with heart and soul in office, can we move on from the race thing eventually?’ Their answer: yes, eventually it will happen. Good, I can’t wait, we waste far too much time concerning ourselves with that nonsense…

You know though, that Obama, he’s got it all, he’s got all of the above and an enviable love scene with his wife (and those cutie girls). He appears to be paying proper attention to his love in addition to that loaded working-for-a-living political plate. That dude sure knows how to live, and he’ll make a fine role model for men, they can observe firsthand how to handle it all. Women don’t expect perfection but we do expect attention : )and for once you’ll see how a man ‘balances work and home life’ something your everyday woman knows a lot about and her husband probably does not, that’s not a knock, that’s just an everyday American fact.

I’m so glad we’ll have a shining example of that old style ‘American Dream’ for the next 4-8 years…he won’t be fixing everything overnight but he sure can’t F it up any worst than our last Pres…

Your thoughts/comments?

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And an excerpt from the above titled article:

‘…Gohar-taaj Ahadi is the head of the Women and Children’s Justice Commission, which has been set up to look at ways of educating women about their rights and supporting them in court.

“The judiciary system all over Afghanistan tends to side more with men than women,” she told me.

“Women here get convicted and no-one supports them. In Islamic law, men and women have equal rights but the trouble is that’s not respected in Afghanistan.”

A functioning judicial system is a basic hallmark of democracy. Reform is underway but in Afghanistan, many people - and women in particular - are still struggling to get the justice they deserve…’

Yes, the part that gets me is that judiciary systems tend to ‘side more with men than women’ and ‘reform is underway but in Afghanistan (and I’d add several other countries in this group) many people - and women in particular - are still struggling…’ if the tables were turned and our males were getting the short end of the stick regularly would they put up with it? What would a man do? What would a Western man do to make it right for his fellow males around the world?

I’m a Western woman and I cannot think of a single thing I can do to assist women who are getting the shaft left, right and center at the hands of bad men (we’ll talk about good men here on this blog also, they do exist and never take my take my attacks on bad men as a sign of me being a man-hater in general, it’s definitely not true, I love men, good men) - it’s a strange and helpless feeling to read disturbing news like this all the time though.

Sigh…oh, what to do…?

I guess I’ll thank my lucky stars and send out a message to the universe to stop all bad men right in their tracks, or better yet, let’s hope they live their next incarnation as a woman, and not in the US either, let’s see how they’d like the demeaning and cruel second rate treatment they mete out so readily. Hmmm…

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Oh wow, I needed time for myself after a few days hanging with 9 year old’s - it’s a crazy ride and filled with fun but I was beginning to wonder, when do I get some peace? I require a certain amount of solitude in life, it’s just the way I’m built. Few people realize that that one trait is the key to me, and my self esteem, which more then one pal has rated as ‘very high’ hahaha, that might’ve been said sarcastically but I took it as a compliment.

I read the following article, I edited for you and thought, oh yes, I do all that, and you know what, I was immediately empathetic towards anyone who does not do/feel this way, read on and maybe it’ll help you, or maybe like me, you don’t need all that much assistance : ) this is geared towards women…

Your self-worth is not based on a man, or anyone else for that matter. This is a common mistake women make by tying our self-confidence to whether or not we are attractive to men. Instead, base your self-worth on how YOU feel about YOURSELF. What are YOUR goals? What do YOU want to achieve? Don’t look to a man for happiness. Become the person you want to be for you.

I’m good with me and lucky for me most men seem to like my ‘package’ but I’m not all that interested in who does or doesn’t like the way I look, A. you do, B. you don’t, and the truth is, I actually like it when someone, male or female likes me for my mind and attitude, looks only get you the screening process ; ) I’m curious who else would make up my personal goals for me though, when I read this kind of thing, I have to wonder, who is allowing or even asking their man to come up with a goal for them? Seems weirdly bizaare to expect anyone but you to answer that q. I actually become the person I want to be more and more everyday and it’s with or without male attention.

Get an attitude adjustment. Confidence is not found in the clothes you wear or the car you drive. It’s in your attitude. Sure, those beautiful designer shoes can sure do wonders to boost your confidence, but remember confidence comes from knowing who you are. And know that YOU are a valuable person with a lot to offer in life, in business and in a relationship.

Dammit, too bad bc in addition to an excellent attitude I do have cool clothes and car, hahaha, all kidding aside, I know who I am and my exact worth as it is relative to myself and others. I’m worth my weight in gold. Do I sound over-confident? I’m not, I’m just clear on my value.

Don’t look down. Looking down on yourself is a sure-fire way to saddle your self-confidence. Don’t refer to yourself as stupid, fat, cowardly or incapable. Instead, treat yourself with respect and watch how quickly you exude confidence. You’re not stupid and you’re not incapable. And neither one of those things is dependant on whether or not you’re fat. You can exercise and lose weight to fix that problem. Thinking of yourself as stupid and incapable is something that is much harder to fix. No matter where you’ve been in life, you are worthy of happiness and to be treated with respect and dignity.

This makes me sad that anyone walks around thinking their dumb, incompetent or (add your own negative adjective) and this goes for men as well as women. It simply does no good to look down on yourself. I am my own best friend, and admittedly, I have been a little ‘on my back’ about a few things lately but everyday at 4PM I have a little daily reminder on my iPhone that tells me - beep - ‘think about it’ (whatever ‘it’ is that day) and then ‘let it all go, set it free…’ It’s been remarkably helpful in just keeping it together and keeping it all ‘real.’

I usually squirm when people say ‘keep it real’ but in order for me to ‘let it go’ I have had to take some long hard looks in the mirror and acknowledge my deal, and what’s real, and adjust accordingly without making bad/negative/inappropriate judgments about me or anyone else. In fact, I’ve taken to searching for the silver lining as much as possible, maybe that’s a pollyanna attitude to some but I’d rather that we all just find something good in everything that happens in our lives. It’s a much more peaceful route and I am all about the Zen life factor ; )

How about you, done any of that looking in the mirror thing lately?

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My kids school is totally working the Veteran’s Day holiday, they had today off also. Just so I didn’t have to listen to two motor mouths all day long, my kid’s friend and her, I drove up to Will Rogers Park and led them on an off path adventure, pushing through tall grasses and low hanging tree vines. It took some coaxing at times, nine year old’s can get whiny, but once the fun kicked in, it had it’s desired effect, giggling, yakking and admiring nature’s beauty, an Indiana Jones’ kind of adventure. We paused at Inspiration point, which if you haven’t been, well, wow, you should see it sometime. It’s a gorgeous view of the coastline and the city of angels, LA.

When I realized they were maxed out in the energy department I drove them to Brentwood’s Country Market for some food, and as we sat there eating, I told them a story about how I’d come to find out about the best muffin you’d ever taste, ever, it’s called the Baker’s Muffin, a specialty item at City Cafe’ and they listened with rapt attention, then asked what’s it look like? That’s when I whipped it out of my bag and said, it looks like this : ) and that’s when I noticed that someone had been listening.

I saw a pair of mens’ legs reach down and place a shopping bag down at a tall chair just in front of us. I looked up and it was Harrison Ford, yes…the original Indiana Jones, and he hit me with that lop-sided grin. All I can say is, he may be aging but that grin is still quite sexy so, of course, I smiled right back at him. I think he was getting a kick out of my desert story and the end, the breaking out of the goods, that Baker’s muffin.

So, check it out…Inspiration Point and a Baker’s muffin, both make for a great day in LA : ) even better these two girls slept all the way home while I cranked up my favorite tunes…ah now that’s the ticket…

And how was your pre-Veteran’s Day Monday?

If you’ve ever been called a ‘wild child’ or (a rebellious type) or how about a ‘militant firebrand of a woman’ you’ll understand that sometimes the taming of the self is sometimes just really unpleasant. What I’ve been wondering for some time is how come I can’t blend the two? Tame/wild, militant/demure, can you do that? I’ve tried plain old tame/demure, it didn’t work out all that well. I probably could blend in the wild and militant but I’m sure it’d be deemed ‘unacceptable’ on some level by someone. (Oh go ahead, ask me if I care anymore, hahaha) - no : )

You know, I can accept that on any given day there’s likely to be someone who is angry with me, someone who is very pleased with me, someone who cannot understand me at all (I bet there’s a few of these types running around, tee hee) and someone who just wants to break my spirit simply bc I am a little high-spirited.

The ‘free bird of a person’ (like me) suffers from the terror of being ack - controlled - by another…oh dear God, did I just say that out loud? F**k, that’s supposed to be a secret. But, it is true, even if we (yes, that’s the royal we) go along with the control willingly (for a time) there is that inner beast (mine is a lounging lioness when I’m lazy and a pacing growling lioness looking for an exit when I’m not lazy) and a smart partner/pal/lover (oh please, do not get me going on this…) would do well to encourage one (hee hee - me/or Ok, you) to just go be and do on your own without judgment calls about what you’re doing, how you’re doing it or any other piece of input designed to make you act a different way.

I’m not sure if that makes sense or if I have articulated this subject well at all. I have to say, once indulged without judgment I’m ready to accommodate almost anything, and the truth is my behavior while out on my own is not all that ‘wild’ or ‘rebellious’ anymore, I’ve got nothing to prove.  But, if it is, by some fluke I’m open enough to tell the story (does that count?). I guess it’s just the freedom of knowing that it’s all good with whoever is close to me is the deal.

Does this indicate that I don’t want to grow up? That’s debatable, has someone said that I already am?!

Thoughts or comments? You know the drill…Lmdevin@att.net

This man, Gato Barbieri, can make a saxophone weep in exactly the way my heart does at times…yes, it came on the radio in my car Wednesday afternoon and we weeped, he on his sax and me with my loaded tearducts, I won’t say why bc there were a few things going on in life that day. Sometimes nothing else takes the place of a full on weep…

It’s called Europa (Poem: If you forget me - Pablo Neruda)

If the music doesn’t touch you, the words to Neruda’s poem should do the trick.

Enjoy the weekend.

Yes, the blog screw up was weird and I will never know what happened…

But I guess knowing it was about Obama and more importantly - kissing - was enough to make someone curious - you know who you are. This is for you ; )

As I originally wrote it below…

It’s a win! To all who voted for Obama, congratulations to us, to you republicans, so sorry (not)…ok, I just had to gloat a little bit, you understand, no?

I’ll have much more to say about O and the plan to mend world fences in upcoming days…

Let’s move on…to another favorite topic…kissing…mmm, is there anyone who doesn’t like kissing??

Anyway, First a few quotes…I like quotes : ) I mean, why reinvent the wheel? If someone else verbalizes my sentiments exactly, why not use my energy for other things and give them credit where credit is due? Enough of my explanations…

“A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.” - Ingrid Bergman - I could not agree more : )

“Kissing is a means of getting two people so close together that they can’t see anything wrong with each other.” - Gene Yasenak - And why do we want to find things wrong with each other anyway? If you’ve got so much energy, why not put it into perfecting your mutual kissy face sessions? I have enough nay-sayers, I want someone who’s on my side…and wanting to be close to my face about it.

Happiness is like a kiss - in order to get any good out of it, you have to give it to someone else.’ - Snoopy? - OK, it’s sappy, but true, right?

& bc I like words and many of these fit the bill as my faves; I will go on about kissing…you can interpret love as luv (you know if you’re just not there yet or if your having one of those ‘placeholder’ relationships)

A kiss is voluptuous, lovely, luscious and lusty…intimate and erotic…

A kiss is a secret told to the mouth instead of the ear; kisses are the messengers of love/luv and tenderness. Tenderness is sweet.

A kiss has several different meanings to its lover; and when it is missing, there are just as many interpretations as to the reasons for its absence (oh, big bummer). These interpretations become invisible wedges that prevent love from being expressed. The net result is a total drag for both parties. Hmm, yes it’s true and me no likee this experience.at.all : (

Kissing is an important way of expressing good feelings, so pay attention to it, to your partner, and relax (in your lovers arms), slow down, and embrace that special electricity running through your body, oh yes, now we’re talkin’…wow, it’s getting hot in here : )

And if you’re one of those practical types, here are just a few of the positive powerful effects the almighty kiss will have on you…

Kissing stabilizes cardiovascular activity, decreases high blood pressure, and lowers cholesterol.

Kissing prevents cavities and plaque build-up by stimulating saliva production while preventing gingivitis through the calcium present in saliva.

Kissing stimulates over 30 facial muscles which smoothes out skin and increase blood circulation to the face.

Kissing burns 12 calories per five-second episode and three passionate kisses a day will help you lose one pound!

Kissing prevents the formation of the stress hormone glucocorticoids which causes high blood pressure, muscle weakening and insomnia.

The next time you want to give the perfect gift, use your lips to speak to your babe instead of your wallet bc actions speak louder than words!

Although ‘thoughtful’ (you were reminded of your lover when you saw it, the price is irrelevant) gifts are never turned down either : )

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Oh God, I know what you’re thinking, get a new picture already, will you…OK OK, maybe this weekend I’ll work on that - Ciao!