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There has been a craze in the last year or so over bucket Lists. A list where one writes out all the crazy adventures they would like to have before kicking the bucket. You may have seen the 2007 movie “The Bucket List,” starring Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman; it was an ok movie where one old man befriends a crankier one, and they lay out plans for their remaining months. I was watching the Today Show the other day and saw one of the crazy fans – a pre-teen girl – displaying a sign that checked Visit Today Show Studio as a must-do on her bucket list. I am not quite sure why a pre-teen girl needs to create a bucket list, but that just goes to show the current craze.
My husband and I, in the early years of our relationship, came up with something similar to a bucket list, except that it was much more risqué. We came up with a list of all the places all over the world where we would like to have sex. This was our “f*ck-it list.”
We came up with the usuals: romantic moonlit sex, fancy hotel sex, beach sex (except no, because there are certain places that sand should just not go), heart-shaped bed in a cheesy hotel sex. But I had something a little different on my list as well: museum sex. I love museums. I love art. I love experiencing the colors, the exhibitions, the paintings, the sculptures. I love how museums smell. I love how museum hallways echo as my shoes click on the marble floors. I love museums. So for me, having sex in a museum had to go on our list.
Hubby and I were strolling through the Philadelphia Museum of Art a few years ago, when we came upon the Cloisters in an upstairs gallery. The PMA has a gorgeous courtyard sanctuary from a medieval monastery installed in the museum. There was no one around. There was a quiet little niche. The security guards were nowhere to be found. I was wearing a mini-skirt. We had all the ingredients for some amazing museum sex. Hubby slid my panties to the side for a brief but amazing interlude on our gallery tour. So maybe it wasn’t the best sex I’ve ever had, but it was definitely the hottest!
Hubby and I have crossed quite a few line-items off our f*ck-it list over the decade we have been together. It’s way more fun than a bucket list:
The wine section of the grocery store – check!
The dorm laundry room – check!
A shared hotel room – check!
The backseat of the car in a full parking lot in broad daylight – check!
The back alley behind the bar – check!
The front deck of the house my girlfriends and I rented for Spring Break – check!
On the hood of a random antique convertible with fireworks exploding in the sky over the harbor – check!
The blue ocean at sunset in front of our over-the-water hut in Tahiti (and the other 51 times during our honeymoon. Yes, we counted.) – check!
I can’t wait to see where our f*ck-it list takes us next!
My bucket list is mostly hot guys I want to bang before life's door hits my ass on the way out.
Posted by: Paxochka | April 06, 2011 at 09:55 AM
SO awesome!! You're my idol, Kit.
Posted by: Pixi | April 07, 2011 at 07:20 AM
OMG that's disgusting!!! Your grocery store has a wine section?!!!!!! (the rest is awesome, I'm just astounded by the grocery wine)
Posted by: Beth | April 07, 2011 at 10:08 AM
Sex in the wine section of the grocery store?? You JUST co-mingled my three favourite things!
Love it. Inspired me!
xo
Posted by: Ladylike Pervert | April 08, 2011 at 09:40 AM
Yes. The grocery store nearest my school (in Virginia) has a wine section. Wine sections in Giant is the best part of Virginia. And the worst part of Maryland? No wine in the Giant.
Posted by: Mrs. MidAtlantic | April 08, 2011 at 09:46 AM
There are grocery stores that don't have wine sections?
The idea of actually having sex in public isn't for me, but you do have quite an interesting list of places!
Posted by: Val | April 09, 2011 at 02:52 PM