A Modified Christmas Carol
My husband is a good sport. No matter that I’m stuck in the menopausal freeze of the Don’tTouchMe libido tundra, he doesn’t take it personally. And – even better –… Read more »
My husband is a good sport. No matter that I’m stuck in the menopausal freeze of the Don’tTouchMe libido tundra, he doesn’t take it personally. And – even better –… Read more »
^Those are the Mister’s belted buns.^ It was just one of those things, you know? One of those, Oh I think I’ll crack this leather in his general direction kind… Read more »
No? Just me then… . . . So, yeah. The other night I couldn’t sleep. I was exhausted – like, slightly headache-y and sick to my stomach kind of tired,… Read more »
ALTERNATE TITLE: I think my vagina was abducted by aliens.* So I kinda feel like this post should have a bunch of explanations and disclaimers, but I’m also not really… Read more »