Three years ago today we had our swinging cherry popped. And where are we today? I have a lot fewer "what if's" than I did 3 years ago, and all of my vanilla friends tell us that we've never seemed happier/more relaxed/more in love than we do now. I was turning into a recluse and not minding my husband going out without me because I just didn't want/need to socialize. Now we just assume we're going out together on a Saturday night. My son would be shocked- shocked! if we stayed home.

This weekend we're going to a Hallowe'en party for 20 couples at an isolated farm. As the Emperor said, my journey to the dark side will be complete- I am going as a Playboy bunny. I have the most adorable costume! Me, who hates Hallowe'en and felt nothing but pity tinged with contempt for bunnies! (But between me and you, I look damned hot in the outfit!).

As I've blogged recently, I've been looking for a single male/Dom; my drive in that direction seems to have pooped out. While I would still take it if it dropped in my lap, I don't feel like going out and searching for it right now. There were some complications with the guy we thought would work out, and he's now sulking because I can't fit him into my busy schedule. My summers are pretty relaxed, and I tend to forget how busy my fall/winter is, between work, theatre, and family. Oh, and of course PB and my co-adventures, so I don't have time for solo frolics with someone who lives an hour and a half away, and I'm not pining for it, because after all, I've got PB and all the friends we play with together.

Which brings me to the coolest story which sums up why the lifestyle works for me. I was hiking last weekend, and had a four hour drive home at the end of it. Our BLF's (Best Lifestyle Friends) live about halfway between here and there, in the middle of nowhere,so I stopped in to say hi without advance notice. They fed me nachos, and W told me with an evil grin to text PB and tell him I'd be home tomorrow... and offered me the hot tub to soothe my aching muscles- how I wish I could have taken them up on that offer! PB wouldn't have minded, but I had to work in the morning, so instead we ate the delicious home-made nachos, gossiped about our many mutual friends, and made plans for the party next weekend and the hotel take-over in Niagara Falls next month.

We have found our niche in the Lifestyle, more than we could have imagined possible. Good friends, good times.... and good sex!