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"Last weekend we hosted our annual holiday party. By &amp;quot;annual&amp;quot; I mean this is the second year in a row. And by &amp;quot;party&amp;quot; I mean I&amp;#039;m ready to kill Rex as he assists the AT&amp;amp;amp;T guy with wiring the house while I shop for food three hours before the festivities with cranky children who still need baths so they don&amp;#039;t smell like gravy from two days prior. To be fair to Rex, he had our &amp;quot;cable cutover&amp;quot; scheduled for over one month. But to be fair to me, he knows I understand the high speed internet time suck as much as he understands my need to mop the floors before we leave on vacation. I suppose we should chalk it up to a life lesson learned: We both have different priorities. We can try to be more supportive, but we&amp;#039;re different. (Huge shock, I know.) Cut to the party ending. As I curled up on the couch with my cousin, I was surprised to find Rex still sitting in the ottoman. It could be because he felt so badly about the Technology Scuffle of 2008 and just wanted to be close to me, but more likely it&amp;#039;s because instead of our normal talk about politics and work, Betty and I launched right into a detailed discussion about sex. Betty is single. * Butt coverage: In case Betty&amp;#039;s mother is reading, Betty was probably not referring to her sex life but instead those of all her rambunctious friends. Those crazy twenty something kids \u2013 having orgasms left and right! As for Betty, I can only vouch that she digs kissing - so much, in fact, that despite being sad over past break-ups, she was always comforted by the fact that at least she had that first kiss to look forward to with someone new. Her admission, along with this kissing post from my BabyCenter column, got me thinking. How much do I kiss Rex anymore - even just a hello and goodbye peck? What about at least one long and soulful kiss each day? The truth is I do not. The other reality is that I&amp;#039;ve never thought of myself as a good kisser. I said as much to Betty when Rex piped in, &amp;quot;Are you crazy? Remember that first month we dated? Nothing major had happened yet. But we were in front of the fire and kissed. Afterwards, when you got up to leave, I could barely stand.&amp;quot; And no, you pervs, it wasn&amp;#039;t his schwing that kept him from walking. It was my magical kiss! Ha ha! I&amp;#039;m not such a bad pucker-upper after all!And of course, it&amp;#039;s about the connection. I know that marriage isn&amp;#039;t new anymore, but it doesn&amp;#039;t mean I should forget to cherish sweet Rex. Even if he did spend more time with the cable guy on Saturday than me. Oh, well. Men, like Rex&amp;#039;s new DSL, are just wired differently. I forgive you Rex! Kiss kiss! How about you? Do you still kiss daily? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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