tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917958974113278408.post1999677281110990394..comments2023-11-02T08:02:37.876-05:00Comments on Hot Chocolate Talk: what I miss most (part II)Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07549497644004955333noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917958974113278408.post-61448368694020924282010-10-04T20:28:32.293-05:002010-10-04T20:28:32.293-05:00I'd have to agree with Aubrey on this one. (Fr...I'd have to agree with Aubrey on this one. (From what Whitney has told me, we should meet. :)) I wasn't a flirt and am still not really a flirt. I married a huge flirt, though, so I've learned a few things along the way. I guess the only things I really miss about my single life are my car, and my former body shape. Other than that, I was pretty confused and sometimes downright miserable. I'd much rather be where I am today than be the lonely girl who never got asked out on dates. Oh, and my husband's parents are nauseatingly gooey still! It's interesting to watch, but a little freaky at the same time. :)Sheffer'shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01795527832648829079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917958974113278408.post-34744370818595271372010-10-04T11:43:57.756-05:002010-10-04T11:43:57.756-05:00This post is turning into "ask Aubrey!" ...This post is turning into "ask Aubrey!" Yes, I can confirm that Whitney was a shameless flirt. She tried hopelessly to get me to flirt. I often lamented that no one was interested in me, but my husband informed not too long ago that plenty of guys were interested in me I was just completely clueless and let's admit it - NOT a flirt. I can also confirm that the anonymous post (aka my Mother) was/is nauseatingly flirtatious with her husband. <br /><br />I do sometimes miss that feeling of being checked out, but let's face it, since I was mostly oblivious to it before marriage, not much has changed for me. If anything I'm a bigger flirt now, because I have someone I can safely flirt with and not worry about doing something embarrassing.Aubreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00694477516723299655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917958974113278408.post-11710532876077421432010-10-04T09:31:03.548-05:002010-10-04T09:31:03.548-05:00oh girls, flirt, dance, make love in a hammock. ok...oh girls, flirt, dance, make love in a hammock. okay I don't know about the last one. I've been married for 26 years. I LOVE to flirt w/ my husband. even now. I love to pinch his butt in public, talk naughty to each other in a resturuant. Dance in the living room when the kids are watching. call him at work and say flirty things to him. the sex isn't the most important thing in a marriage...it's the flirting that takes place. <br /> I had a colleague at work ask me if I was a newlywed because my husband and I still hold hands. I told her "no, we've been married for 22 years". She couldn't believe it. <br />We've had people say they love watching us on the dance floor at church dances because we still flirt w/ each other. <br />Don't mourn the loss of flirting...reinvent it. and yes we were flirting even when we had young ones. Ask Aubrey!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917958974113278408.post-89467805549450729412010-10-04T09:25:11.418-05:002010-10-04T09:25:11.418-05:00Can I be honest?? Thinking of you being an overt ...Can I be honest?? Thinking of you being an overt flirt makes me cringe (just a little bit). I guess it's hard to hear how flirty my little sister was as a teen. Not that I didn't know... ;)<br />I was going to respond to the last post, but didn't get around to it. (sorry!) Let's see...what I miss most. I think one of the things that I miss the most about being single is the excitment before a date. I loved to get ready, plan my outfit...the whole whir of excitment beforehand. It just isn't the same when you live with your "date". Also, like Lib, I sometimes miss being able to worry about "number one". Not that I would trade my life for anything and I really, truly love doting on my kids. Looking back I just don't think that I fully appreciated worrying about just me and my needs and wants. I guess that comes with the territory of hind-sight.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com