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Joan Sewell - Id Rather Eat Chocolate: Learning to Love My Low Libido

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If I had a choice between having sex and reading a good book, the book wins. I notice I put in the adjective goodand that leaves me wondering if Im not trying to put a better face on things. I still want people to read this and think, Well, of course. If its a good book. But my boyfriendthe man I would eventually marrywould take even bad sex over a good book.
From Id Rather Eat Chocolate

Joan is hardly ever in the mood. Kip is always in the mood. Does that sound like any couple you know?
Joan Sewell is a funny, brave new writer who dares to reveal that sex in her house does not look anything like the sex you see in movies. When she learns that her husband, Kip, would have sex five or six times a week if he could have as much sex as he wanted (compared to her once or twice amonth), Joan decides shed better pluck up her sex drive before she ends up on the fast track to divorce court. Id Rather Eat Chocolate is the witty, provocative chronicle of her search for a lift to her libido and what happens when none of the expert advice works.
First she tries sexy underwearuntil her husband realizes she is cheating on her thongs by wearing cotton panties. Then she reads that for stressed-out wives, a husband who does housework is the ultimate aphrodisiacuntil she realizes that she is actually the slob in the relationship and the mess hasnt decreased Kips sex drive any. When she reads John Grays advice to women to offer quickies if their husbands want sex and they are not in the mood, Joan realizes that this is the ultimate male trump card so she can never again say no to sex. Her fantasies begin to involve smothering John Gray with a pillow.
Joan Sewell is scrappy, fearless, and hilarious, the I Love Lucy of low libido. Her memoir is laugh-out-loud funny. But it has a serious vein, too. How Joan and Kip work it out, and what they do when they do it, will give every woman hope that she can be true to herself and have a happy marriage.

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To my husband

Kip

for his love, honesty, and

unflagging encouragement in the writing of this book

HOW MUCH SEX DID YOU SAY I f I had a choice between reading a goo - photo 4

HOW MUCH SEX DID YOU SAY I f I had a choice between reading a good book - photo 5

HOW MUCH SEX DID YOU SAY?

I f I had a choice between reading a good book and having sex the book wins I - photo 6

I f I had a choice between reading a good book and having sex, the book wins. I notice I put in the adjective goodand that leaves me wondering if Im not trying to put a better face on things. I still want people to read this and think, Well, of course. If its a good book. But my boyfriendthe man I would eventually marrywould take even bad sex over a good book.

CURIOSITY KILLS THE CAT

Then I asked the question that really started the dominoes falling: I finally got the nerve to ask my boyfriend if he could have as much sex as he wanted, how much would that be? The fact is we hadnt directly addressed our sex lives, even though we were way along into the relationship. Wed surely had our problems. But at this particular moment, my question was only half serious: casual curiosity after reading an article on men and sex in a glamour magazine.

As much sex as I wanted? Kip sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly took off his shoes. I knew what he was thinking.

Yeah. As much as you wanted, I repeated.

Kip delayed answering by adopting a puzzled look of concentration as if the question would never have occurred to him before my asking it. Oh, I dont knowmaybe about five or six times a week.

My eyebrows shot up into outer space. Wow. Really?

Yeah, Id probably want one day off.

I looked intently at him. Was he joking? I decided he wasnt. That wouldnt tire you out? Every day?

No. It doesnt have to be a big production or anything.

Right.

Four or five days can be justyou knowplain

Meat-and-potatoes sex.

Yeah. He knew what that meant from our discussions about Mars and Venus. And a couple of times a week Id like gourmet sex. Mars and Venus again, code for extra-fancy sex.

Gourmet sex twice a week? Wow. Wow was becoming my favorite fill-in exclamation. It shows surprise without necessarily designating a judgment.

Well, really, Id be happy with it once a week. He was making an effort to make his fantasy sex life more realistic. It wasnt working for me.

Well, okay, umWow. Yikes!

Kip walked into the kitchen and got a Coke out of the fridge. I stood in the middle of the living room in wonder at how far apart we were. My arms were crossed over my chest as I stared down at the carpet. I concentrated on taking even breaths.

Of course I dont expect that, Kip called out from the kitchen. Thats just my fantasy. No woman is going to want sex every day.

How do you know? Maybe there are women who do want sex almost every day. Maybe you just didnt look hard enough.

He walked back into the living room with the tiniest of smirks on his face. Uh-huh. How many women are picking up guys for sex?

Some.

Not a lot. Kip screwed off the bottle cap and took a couple of swallows.

Well, even if it is rare to find a woman who wants that much sex, shouldnt you try anyway? Why settle? I was feeling pettish by now.

Because she doesnt exist.

Who was he trying to reassure, him or me? Of course she existed, just in smaller numbers. But didnt he owe it to himself to try to find someone sexually compatible before settling for less? I didnt want him to be deprived and unhappy, I didnt want to be the one who held him back, I didnt want to be the one he settled for. More than that, I was tired of always feeling apologetic for my drive.

Kip sat down at his swivel chair and turned toward his desk. His way of saying, Enough, Im not going to deal with this anymore. But I couldnt let it lie.

TEARS AND WHISPERS

Clicking by the channels, I caught Oprah in midspeech saying that millions of women dont want sex. She said low female libido is a problem that is, in her words, big, big, big, big, big. Whoa. I lunged for a blank videotape and tore open the packaging with my teeth. I jammed it into the VCR and sat down. Thank you, thank you, talk-show gods. With immense relief I listened to how millions of women were silently suffering in shame. Though there are books dealing with loss of desire in women that I read in private desperation, the literature didnt come close to the impact of seeing women on television in tears and listening to their words of despair over their low sex drives. Many of the women Oprah had on her show were young women in young marriages. Oprah was telling her audience, speaking to the camera, that youre not alone, millions of women have this hidden shame. I can only say I felt a mixture of exhilaration and gratitude while I watched. Somebody was talking about it, real people, and not just the sexperts. Women were talking about the pain, fear, insecurity, guilt, and shame of having low sexual desire. Yes. This is big.

TERRI : We have sex about every four to five months. This is a lot less than what my husband would like. I dont enjoy sex. I dread it. My husbands thought about divorce because of it. It would be totally fine if I never had sex again.

SHANNA : We are in our first year of marriage and we get along fine except for one thing. I never want to have sex with him. Im never in the mood. Im afraid that hes going to get tired of a sexless marriage and leave.

SAMANTHA : In our five years of marriage we have fought over and over about sex and my lack of desire. My husband has turned away from me. It makes me a nervous wreck.

BETTY : My marriage would be practically sexless if it were up to me. Ive become totally uninterested, almost repulsed.

MICHELLE : Before we were married, we would have sex probably three or four times a week. Ever since weve been married, our sex life is more lets get it over with. Its more a dread type thing. Some days, I do think its dirty and nasty.

Women are using words like dread and repulsion and referring to sex as a personal invasion. Oprah notes seeing members of the audience in tears. Tears and dread and invasion. I think, My God, are we just lying there taking it and faking it? Judging by the above quotes, the answer is apparently yes.

HOT, HOT, HOT

But there were other shows telling me the opposite is true. On their cable television program, Berman & Berman: For Women Only, sister sexperts Laura and Jennifer Berman sent out one of their people to interview women on the street, and the word is women want a lot more sex:

FEMALE INTERVIEWER : How often do you have sex?

WOMAN # 1: As often as possible.

WOMAN # 2: Three to four times a week.

WOMAN # 3: Im single, so I take sex when it is possible.

INTERVIEWER : How often is that?

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