Heart went to California to go to college, way back when before he needed the surgery. As a result, he's got some pseudo-hippie friends with whom he occasionally keeps in contact. He mentioned to one friend, who is way into psychology and astrology, our recent habit for going for ice cream pretty much every time we go out.
She responded that eating ice cream and sweets together is a manifestation of a couple's repressed erotic desires, and the fact that we get ice cream together so often indicated that we're rather kinky in the bedroom.
She later said, in her matter-of-fact way, that instead of repressing our desire for each other by eating ice cream, he should shove me in a bush and strip me naked. That way, we'll both be satisfied and we'll save money on ice cream and on gym memberships.
Hmm...
So, gentle readers of the blog, which should we chose? Kinky ice cream debauchery or healthy outdoor shrubbery sex? Keep in mind that it still gets cold at night; this is Wisconsin.
