‘Home’ can mean a great many things — it can be a place, a characteristic, an atmosphere, a person, a feeling, or any combination of the above.
Or all of the above.
Or both.
Early in my sexual relationship with my husband, he sort of went the ‘both’ route, in terms of what he called ‘home’; after the first time we had intercourse, he took to calling my vagina Home.
“Can’t wait to be home,” he’d say on the phone. It was a completely innocuous phrase to anyone who was eavesdropping, but for us it held a double meaning.
That feeling – of coming home, of being welcomed in, of bonding and acceptance and belonging – combined with the intimacy of purpose, the love and care between us, the right-ness of the entirety of What We Were… It made sense.
Home.
So ever since – for nearly 17 years (!!!!!) now – that’s what ‘home’ has been.
Given the changing landscape and unfriendly weather conditions in the region of Snatchville lately, one would think that perhaps he’d no longer feel ‘at home’ there.
But that’s not true.
The other day, after some bantering between us about the snow (and accumulating inches, and where I tend to find my inches when I decide I’m interested in them thankyouverymuch), the topic turned from the weather outside to the ‘weather’… erm… down below.
“Well,” I told him, contemplating the perpetual-cold I’ve been feeling but not forgetting his ‘home’, “I’m pretty sure that right now my vagina is an igloo.”
He smiled. “That just means I need to light a little fire in there.”
Home is where the heart{h} is.
He’s a very smart feller.
He’s quick-witted, that’s for sure! 😉
What a fabulous concept of home -even though it is very personal to you I find it also very relatable. Great to have you on F4T 😉
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I’m glad you found it relatable; it’s meant to be. 🙂
Oooh, he’s good!
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I often feel like a little drum beat should follow our banter.
Ba-dump-bum.
I love this xx
Once again you made me smile!
Rebel xox
Oh, I like his thinking. I’ve got an image of your hubby in the igloo, rubbing sticks together to create the friction necessary to get a fire blazing! Great post, always great reading your blog!!
Buddubum kinda drum beat? … lol! … humour makes a great fire-stick 😉 … nj … xx
YES!
And yes. 🙂
Your humor is fabulous Feve! I would have have never made the correlation to an igloo but this was perfect. Lol
Awww…he’s a witty guy…
Oh my goodness, you are both so cute, I love reading about your exchanges, they always make me smile and Your good-humoured approach to life is just the best thing in the world, what a fabulous share for this week’s F4Thought x
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