The most wonderful time of the year: the polyamorous edition

I would be fibbing if I said Christmas was my favorite holiday.  That would have to be Easter.  A holiday largely based on pagan fertility rituals?  I am so there!  It also doesn't hurt that my birthday coincides with Easter every so often.  But the winter holiday season is still a very special time for my family, for multiple reasons.

My husband Izzy and I met over Thanksgiving week in 1991, and got involved (i.e. started fucking) during winter break that year.  (We met when his roommate, with whom I was having a holiday fling, brought me home to spend the night…