OK, so we didn’t make it until Friday for the sex vacation and decided vacation started Thursday night. But I am a genius. I did not come! It wasn’t really planned, we just fell asleep during a break after she had a huge orgasm. Sometimes when she comes really hard she needs a few minutes, and I lay down and promptly nodded off and I think she didn’t take much longer. Two hours later she woke up and woke me up and we got properly into bed, much too tired to do anything else.
The trip was great but I was wrong about one thing. I thought that it wouldn’t matter if the food wasn’t great. Well maybe that would have been true. But it was actually bad, at two restaurants in this town, Kennett Square. Like neither of us ate much more than half our dinners. And of course they were really expensive, because everything is now. Who can fuck up Italian food that badly?
We ended up going to only two wineries, one each day, because they don’t really have little tastes, they only sold flights and things. We were drunk after one winery, basically, and didn’t want to kill ourselves. Chaddsford Winery in Chadds Ford (neither is a typo–it’s really annoying, especially because “Chadds Ford” is pronounced “Chadds FORD” but “Chaddsford” clearly wants to be pronounced “CHADDSfurred,” and I don’t know if it is or not so I just didn’t say it) was actually really good; some of the wines were a little odd but only because they went with a lot of terroir and if you’re not gonna do that then why do I need to buy your wine, right? I could get some $15 special at the state liquor store that’s low on character but totally drinkable. And there were others that were just genuinely good. Oh also they have great outdoor tables, the weather was amazing, and there’s a fun giant antique mall across the parking lot. Oh, and somebody walked by with a truly great dog, some kind of Great Pyrenees/Catahoula mix with giant paws and great colors, who I guess likes to come to the winery to get lots of scratches and we obliged!
The next day we were in West Chester, a small city (like 20K people but with a downtown much bigger and more walkable than my CA hometown of 100K), to do some shopping and then went to Stargazers Winery mainly because it was on the way back to where we had dinner plans. It was awesome. The wine wasn’t super great but it was good and some was even interesting. The main thing is it’s atop a hill and with the trees cut down for vines there’s an amazing view across a small valley. It’s in a pretty rural area but then the last 200 yards is a weirdly suburban street. I can’t imagine those neighbors love the winery on busy summer weekends, but if I lived there I’d walk up for drink very happily on nice quiet days.
So, overall, 8/10 would do again, but I’d eat at the Chinese places because they don’t usually fuck up.
*****
Obviously there’s a lot going on with Menopause right now. If you haven’t noticed, you’re probably under 30 or over 70. We’ve gone very quickly from thinking Menopause is something you have to suffer to thinking it’s something you can suppress and alter. My wife is taking estradiol and progesterone and her pussy is dripping wet and whatever the opposite of atrophied is. Sorry, I should explain. There’s a thing called “vaginal atrophy” in which I guess you dry up and your labia get sucked up inside or something. I haven’t tried to find pictures. And I guess maybe in the 80s or something somebody did a study concluding that hormones give you breast cancer, which has now been debunked, but for a long time women thought hormones were unsafe, and while a lot of women don’t know that about the debunking, others are happily taking hormones and staying young forever.
While I care a lot about her getting medicated and staying healthy and fit, I’m writing more about the incredible growth of this idea and how it’s hitting everywhere. I mean, there are podcasts of course. There are TV shows. There are even Menopause Massagers:
Well. OK. I’m pretty sure that will do what it does whether or not its owner is in perimenopause or menopause or post-menopause. And no doubt some of the impetus behind the name is knowing that a lot of people don’t want their kids seeing vibrators on the shelf at the drugstore. Or maybe a vibrator that “maintains vaginal wellness” is somehow special.
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