Get your minds out of the gutter. If you aren’t a regular reader you have no way of knowing that I don’t write about lust, the boudoir is the one thing that is off limits here at The Wink. You might catch me cussing, I may on occasion bitch, and every once in a great while I will say something that I will live to regret, but after sharing everything from naked belly shots and mortifying maternity underwear stories to raw admissions of failure, I feel pretty ok keeping my-still-lusty-marriage private. Wow, so off track. Back to the update on lust, more specifically our summer of lust, the object of lust being…a swing-set cum play structure thing. Our plan had been to buy a…