We'll work up to it.

In virtually any advice piece written on anal, one commandment seems mandatory: "Use lube and go slowly". I'd like to apply that advice the way I approach the subject itself, for both my benefit in writing this and the comfort level of anyone out there reading this.
Butts are weird. They're kinda sexy, kinda gross. They harbor a lot of bacteria. But if approached correctly, they can be a great source of sexual pleasure for almost anyone.
For today, I'll just say this: I really like anal sex. It feels illicit and exciting in a way that nothing else does.

Now about my dildo toothbrush. A few weeks ago I bought a beautiful glass dildo. It's blue and clear and has a spiral rib to it. After the first time I used it and washed it (of course I washed it first), I noticed that the spaces in between the ribs were not getting clean. I always use hand soap and hot water to clean my toys, making sure to first take the motor parts out of toys that aren't waterproof, and then drying them with a clean towel. Anyway, I dug an old toothbrush out of the drawer and have since been using it to scrub my dildo after using it. The important thing is to make sure I don't confuse it with the one I use on my teeth!

Easter Blessings

This is a season of transformation and hope, no matter your spiritual inclination. Everyone enjoys the change of season and the promise of warmer weather soon. For Christians Easter is a time for self reflection and counting your blessings, coming out of Lent and celebrating the resurrection of Christ. For Jewish people, Passover is a time to be thankful and mediate on their freedom from bondage. The spring equinox in mid-march is observed by many varieties of Pagan and Wiccan individuals. 
For me spring is, among other things, a time to celebrate my sexuality. The anniversary of my first orgasm is in nineteen days. How shall I celebrate this? I'm currently pretty happy with my sexuality. By no means do I feel pressure to experience another milestone before April 28th. I'm fairly content as I am. I think of this more as a time to reflect on the past year and half, and the strides I have made in understanding myself and my body. It's a time to be grateful for the opportunities I have had and the things I have learned.
Right now I don't want to make any sweeping proclamations about how my life has changed. I want to end this otherwise solemn and thoughtful post with a silly announcement: I how have a toothbrush for my dildo. More on that later!

A Triumph

In the past several months my world and more specifically my worldview have undergone extravagant changes. Recently I have begun to see sexuality as the miraculous endless horizon of possibilities it really is, rather than a series of binary choices or genetic predispositions.
As regards to the marital angst I described in my previous post, I have discovered a solution that restores my husband's libido to the way it was when we were first going out. It is, to say the least, unconventional, at least in comparison to the methods I previously employed; endless discussion and sex dates and the like. I conducted this method as a sort of experiment, and accordingly I have been keeping data. Where, as I previously mentioned, sex could occur as infrequently as one a month previously, with my new solution in place, my husband and I had sex ten times during the month of January. I have since begun keeping more detailed data, including the time of day, anything unusual about the sexual encounter, and how I felt about it.
As my life continues to change it has been extremely gratifying to feel that I have the power to fix the problems that have persisted throughout our relationship. I am happier now than perhaps I have ever been before.

A New Year

Today I turn 24. I am married, for over a month now. My husband is going to school, working towards a career which he is very passionate about and determined to succeed in. I have my college diploma. I hold a steady job, where I work about 35 hours a week. There are many people there that I care about. I volunteer with the AIDS project in my town. I am working as a teaching assistant, which you could say is another volunteer position. I love the feeling that I am helping to educate students at my university, which I love very much. I enjoy participating in classes and helping with fundraisers at my church. I have Shelby, who I love, although the honeymoon phase is long over.
Despite all of this, I am dissatisfied. The feeling of satisfaction and joy that I once got from baking is much diminished, basically gone. I do not know what to do with the three quarters (or so) of my life that I have left to live. Coworkers encourage me to start a family. Academically minded friends urge grad school. One friend cautions against making any kind of decision within a year of getting married. I feel restless. Film? Sexuality? Knitting? These are my current passions, but how, practically, do I make my living from one of these? And how do I know my passions will not shift again?
On top of this, and with great hysteria, I am not sure I should have married my husband. We got engaged almost three years ago, and once it was decided I never questioned it until after it was done. After feeling like the sexually 'odd' one in our relationship for a long time, I'm now starting to wonder if my husband's hormone levels are normal, or if there is something he has kept from me all this time. We haven't had sex since we got married, and he doesn't seem to be suffering from the absence. I can find release on my own, but I acutely feel the absence of companionship inherent in our current situation. I feel like I live with a roommate that I just happen to share a bed with.
What really frustrates me is that, although the problem of frequency has been around almost our entire relationship, it only recently occurred to me that, unless I do something (what, I don't know) it will persist indefinitely. Trying to come up with a solution leaves me feeling deeply alone. Why didn't I consider this before I agreed to love this man for the rest of my life?
Another problem: do these feelings find root in what I really want from my marriage, or are they born of the thousands of unrealistic portraits of marriage I have been presented with in my lifetime? Couples constantly cuddled up, making out before you leave for work, this is the norm I have seen. Do married couples really act that way? In movies, if a couple sits at opposite ends of the sofa and only kiss when he leaves the house, something is wrong. So, is something wrong with us? And how have I reached this age without knowing how real people actually act?
I am 24. Today I gave myself my first ever birthday orgasm. The other first is that, for the first time in my life, I have no idea what I will be doing on my next birthday. What will 25 bring? Not knowing leaves me deeply unsettled.

An Interesting Result

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the honest truth

I've been avoiding writing this post, but avoiding the topic has not made it less true. Now that I am having orgasms by myself and experiencing those sensations, intercourse, and the sensations usually associated with it, is downright boring. This leads me to anticipate a change in the sexual dynamics of the relationship. A while back, I suggested that we have sessions of making out or more, so that we could be intimate without my fiance having to go to the effort of outright sex. That has been working out fairly well. We may start to lean more on that kind of interaction, and it will be interesting to see if my fiance starts trying to initiate sex. I feel that sex will now take a great deal of effort on his part to be an activity I want to put time and effort into.

Afterthoughts

Right after I orgasm, my brain is flooded with positive thoughts. I think about my academic achievements, my relationship with my fiance and the exceptional tolerably of my job. Everything is awesome in those post-orgasmic moments. I'm starting to wonder if, when I masturbate, I'm chasing the physical sensations or the mental uplift. They are both wonderful and entirely positive experiences.
Even without any masturbation today, I am feeling pretty positive. I finished college yesterday and I just put a lattice crust pie in the oven. I'm good at stuff.