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"My husband and I took a recent vacation to the Eastern Sierras. While we stayed at Rock Creek Lake Resorts, let me assure you that while there was lots of &amp;quot;lakey&amp;quot; there was very little &amp;quot;resorty&amp;quot;. Nestled high in the mountains surrounded by pine trees, aspen trees and hoards of mosquitoes (oh, the mosquitoes), we rented a very modest two bedroom cabin. We brought our own food and our own fishing gear. There was no tv, no cell phone and no video games. It was as unmodern as unmodern gets. It was perfect. If you&amp;#039;re anything like me, it&amp;#039;s easy to live life at warp speed. Before you&amp;#039;re even through with one event it&amp;#039;s &amp;quot;Hurry out of the Spiderman jumper, kids! Yes, I know you&amp;#039;re having the best time ever, but there&amp;#039;s an Incredible Hulk one down the street at the next fiesta! Vamanos!&amp;quot; I&amp;#039;m proud to say that, like the bouncers my kids are so fond of, Rex and my sex life has started jumping again. But a quickie at the end of a compact day, while a lovely form of connection, is not exactly the slow and languid lovemaking of yesteryear. Enter our vacation. We were not rushed. We did not stres over the little things. From food to activities, we let the day inform us. We even cut my son some slack on his diet. &amp;quot;Ah, let the kid eat pizza tonight.&amp;quot; It was very freeing. Along with a calmer schedule came a lot of outdoor exercise. Between the river wading, canoe riding, horse petting, fishing, hiking and snow ball fights (my son put some left over mountain snow in my butt crack... he&amp;#039;s a chamer, that one), the Vitamin B did something akin to voo doo to our sunken city spirits. After a few days we were like balloons with sudden bursts of helium. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re flying! We&amp;#039;re excited! We&amp;#039;re not even watching TV and yet, we live! Call the vatican! It&amp;#039;s a miracle!&amp;quot; After putting the kids to bed on the sleeper sofa one night, Rex and I had the opportunity to sleep together for the first time in five days. It didn&amp;#039;t take a mystery to figure out what happened. It was passionate, and bonding, and yet, so quiet. We had neighbors for Godsake. We kind of felt like school kids on the couch. Enraptured but scared to be found out at the same time. It had been a while since we lazily slid into lovemaking instead of sprinting toward it. Like Rock Creek, I hope it&amp;#039;s a mountain we can climb again without waiting an entire year. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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