...Denial

At his wedding a few years ago, a good friend of mine confided to me how excited he was to have sex with his bride that night. Seems she had decided a few months previous that the two of them should cease having relations with one another in the months preceding their matrimony in order to make the consummation of their marriage seem all the more special. At the time I thought this to be the most colossally dumb idea I’d ever heard. These two had been dating for over 5 years and had lived together for 3. I couldn’t imagine that there were any positions or orifices that had been left unexplored, and it just seemed ridiculous to me to try to set up an artificial scenario where they tried to make something they had already done thousands of times somehow “meaningful”.

But I’m man enough to admit that I may have been wrong on this one. In honor of his six-month birthday tomorrow, Baby Gooch is getting his first babysitter. And Mrs. Gooch and I are going to do something that we used to do all the time, but haven’t had much chance to do since he was born. See a movie aimed at grown-ups. In the theater.

I don’t think I’ve been this excited since I saw my first pair of bare boobies.

UPDATE: Baby Gooch, one day shy of 6 months