After more than a year missing in action, we thought it only fair to bring up to speed anyone who might still be reading. First off, our blog title is now a misnomer, as we have moved, and are no longer in the 916 area code (though we are most certainly still frisky). While we considered changing the name of our blog – Frisky Near the 916 would have been accurate, though in our opinion, less catchy – ultimately we decided to leave it as-is, with the understanding that we do not intend to maliciously mislead our readership; we just like the title.
Over the course of the last thirteen months, we’ve enjoyed a varied and exciting sex life: We completed a year’s worth of submissions at Half-Nekkid Thursday (HNT). We hosted or attended two Porn and Pizza parties. We had four threesomes, all with the same third (which I suppose should have been first on this list). Jill took the “curious” out of her “bi-curious” descriptor, which made my thirty-fourth birthday an occasion to remember – and which was re-enacted on my thirty-fifth. We webcammed for sexual purposes around ten times (not much, admittedly). Jill gave a live-action masturbation demonstration for the benefit of some friends who have never used a vibrator, or seen one used outside of porn.
For the first time in four years, we didn’t go on a camping trip with Jill’s extended family this summer. Therefore we didn’t go skinny-dipping in some variety of murky lake. It’s something of a summer tradition for Jill and I to sneak away from our campsite, cabin, or rented house, and take an after-hours dip sans swimsuits. It’s not a big secret, really; we even managed to get away for an hour of au naturel fun last summer despite concerns that new parenthood would get in the way. I’m sure it would have happened this summer had such a camping trip been planned, but for various reasons it didn’t happen. Nonetheless, we rediscovered the joys of midafternoon outdoor sex in our very large, mostly private backyard. Apologies to any neighbors who may have overheard our escapades and been traumatized.
We did, however, have sex in a foreign country this summer. Technically speaking we were aboard a cruise ship that was docked in a foreign port of call, but I say it counts. This is our first time having sex on foreign soil since 2007. We were overdue. Was it any better – or worse – than domestic sex? Not really. Was it any different? Probably not. Is there any reason for me to even mention it? Not at all. Is our daughter a very sound sleeper? Yes, and we are thankful for this.
Our Twitter account (@jackandjillcpl) was born this summer as an alternative to blogging and an a means of talking about sex and getting in touch with fellow sex-positives. We weren’t planning on re-launching the blog when we decided to start the account. As it is, our Twitter feed may be short-lived; we’ve been largely unsuccessful at attracting followers. Though, to be fair, in its heyday this blog wasn’t exactly setting the blogosphere on fire. Also, after fifty-two straight weeks of HNT in 2010, we took the first seven months of this year off, though we’re once again submitting pictures for the enjoyment of discriminating pervs everywhere.
Here’s a taste of what we’ve been posting on Half-Nekkid Thursday the last few weeks.
Other than that, life has been consistent: Typical suburban family kind of stuff. How are you?
-Jack