I feel like now that he's married I have to let go of my crush a little. Even though I've been married all this time. And have a kid. And am excruciatingly average. Logic shmogic.
Post by theseaword on Feb 27, 2015 11:12:47 GMT -5
I was driving to work yesterday and there was a guy with a sign facing out the back window that said "Support life, marriage, and religious liberty". I was pretty interested, both because I don't normally see such things in my liberal commie godless ivory tower (Massachusetts) and also because the sign was too plain and crappy to have come from like an organized rally, but too large to have come from a regular printer. I'm guess the guy went into kinkos with an agenda. "This will be a meaningful $1.50 to spend! This is gonna drive real change!".
Also, I'm not certain what he means by "religious liberty" in this context, but I'm just going to assume he's a veteran hero of the war on christmas.
is single stocking some kid of euphemism for a poop chute?
Not that exciting. Tula "stocks" every other Sunday you need fast fingers to actually score one. A used runs $1200 a new $400. Which means butt sex =$400 to him.
I think its funny how people trade butt sex for things. I think on TD there was someone who talked about trading it for new curtains.
I feel like now that he's married I have to let go of my crush a little. Even though I've been married all this time. And have a kid. And am excruciatingly average. Logic shmogic.
I once cut my head open. I was having sex. I was on top and I decide I was going to spin around and reverse cowgirl and I fell back and hit my head on a nearby desk. Ooops.
I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
Not that exciting. Tula "stocks" every other Sunday you need fast fingers to actually score one. A used runs $1200 a new $400. Which means butt sex =$400 to him.
I think its funny how people trade butt sex for things. I think on TD there was someone who talked about trading it for new curtains.
I think butt sex sounds icky. Will never trade for anything.
I was driving to work yesterday and there was a guy with a sign facing out the back window that said "Support life, marriage, and religious liberty". I was pretty interested, both because I don't normally see such things in my liberal commie godless ivory tower (Massachusetts) and also because the sign was too plain and crappy to have come from like an organized rally, but too large to have come from a regular printer. I'm guess the guy went into kinkos with an agenda. "This will be a meaningful $1.50 to spend! This is gonna drive real change!".
Also, I'm not certain what he means by "religious liberty" in this context, but I'm just going to assume he's a veteran hero of the war on christmas.
I would translate that to mean "support my freedom to discriminate based on my bigoted interpretation of religion."
Anyone care to tell me their thoughts on Pot and TTC?
pot is a little bit different than booze because heavy use keeps THC in your system for up to 30 days (depending on a variety of factors).
I actually strongly prefer garage plants (that's what we call them round these parts) to boozing but from a clean system standpoint, I wouldn't be hitting it heavily while TTC. In fact, I fully quit it while TTC DS1. With DS2 (still baking inside), I probably hit the garage maybe... 3 times in the 10 months it took us to conceive him? That kind of usage is not alarming to me at all, but daily or several-times-weekly use is probably not the best.
This is my stance. Just because I post about "garage plants" and booze a lot, does NOT mean I am constantly getting high and drunk. I couldn't tell you the last time I smoked pot. That doesn't mean I don't love pot any less.
My problem is when people make references to it and my ttc. They don't know my life. Do not tell me what to do. (not you HE)
I'm trying to think of my favourite barfession. But I have too many and I can't think of which one is the legit best.
Maybe the time I was hella wasted and the shooter girl was looking all super hot and I thought to myself "I'm as cute as this one and I'm going to show it!!!"
And then, much to my friends' surprise, I took my shirt off and began dancing around in just my bra. While shooting looks to the shooter girl.
I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
Not that exciting. Tula "stocks" every other Sunday you need fast fingers to actually score one. A used runs $1200 a new $400. Which means butt sex =$400 to him.
I think its funny how people trade butt sex for things. I think on TD there was someone who talked about trading it for new curtains.
We have never had butt sex :-0 and I might have come up with idea from someone on TD .
Not that exciting. Tula "stocks" every other Sunday you need fast fingers to actually score one. A used runs $1200 a new $400. Which means butt sex =$400 to him.
I think its funny how people trade butt sex for things. I think on TD there was someone who talked about trading it for new curtains.
I clench up just reading about that topic. not my cup of tea
Jan15 here....since there was a lot of bar stories here....
When I was 22 and just started dating DH I got WASTED and he still lived with his mom but slept on the third floor. I got naked and hopped into bed and started feeling the spins pretty immediately. I had to run, naked and drunk down the stairs to the bathroom. Not only did I puke all over the toilet, I also pooped on my foot, the floor and her bathroom rug. I drunkenly cleaned my foot off in the tub, and used TP to clean my excrement off the floor, the rug was not salvageable. I rolled it up, carried it upstairs and threw it out the next morning.
I feel like now that he's married I have to let go of my crush a little. Even though I've been married all this time. And have a kid. And am excruciatingly average. Logic shmogic.
My love for him will never die.
It's some stupid misplaced sense of respect or some other unfamiliar sensation that I can't quite place.
I'm trying to think of my favourite barfession. But I have too many and I can't think of which one is the legit best.
Maybe the time I was hella wasted and the shooter girl was looking all super hot and I thought to myself "I'm as cute as this one and I'm going to show it!!!"
And then, much to my friends' surprise, I took my shirt off and began dancing around in just my bra. While shooting looks to the shooter girl.
I think butt sex sounds icky. Will never trade for anything.
Have you ever tried it? It's not my fav but, I enjoy it sometimes. Is that a fffc?
No. No plans to, much to DH's displeasure. I've read too many internet stories about it going awry. I don't think I could handle that kind of embarASSment in my life.
On the bar confessions tip, in college I once did a barmat shooter, which is exactly what it sounds like (all of the spills into the barmat dumped into a glass). I was, uh, not sober and thought it would impress the hot bartenders who asked me to do it. I'm pretty sure there were cigarette ashes in it, too, since this was way back when you could still smoke in bars.
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