Valentines Day. The sexiest time of the year. The time that always gets me thinking about what’s in my pants. I am a chronic wedgie picker. I don’t know if I have deep cracks or what my deal is but I know that I dig for my gitch constantly at home and in public. In public I will at least try and back up against a wall so it’s not as obvious or look over my shoulder to make sure no one is watching. After all, I am still a lady. read more[...]
I have made a huge mistake. I have made friends with people who actually enjoy exercise, which I find strange and also leads me to believe they have some serious mental issues. These new friends and I don’t exactly have the “stuck on the couch eating spoonfuls of M&M’s dipped in peanut butter while watching Netflix” relationship I imagined in my head. They do like to drink wine though so I will keep them around. read more[...]
I have birthed exactly one baby through these loins of mine and I could not be more proud. My baby boy is seven and a half months old and I still tell my labour story to anyone that will listen. I love my story! I love anyone else’s labour stories. When I was pregnant, I did the worst thing a woman can do and that is to read every story on the internet to add to your growing fear of child birth. I couldn’t stop. I read every story I could get my pregnant hands on. I appreciated the women th[...]
Turns out, my dear mother kept it in a safe place all these years…
When I was younger, I distinctly remember a time when I was pissed at my mom. I remember it so well because she constantly brings it up. One day I was playing alone, quietly, which I assumed is what she wanted so I thought she would leave me to my own activities. I must have been too quiet because she came to check on me. What she discovered was me, topless with half of a plastic Easter egg taped to my chest. read more[...]
I have had my fair share of brazilian waxes. Mostly paying someone to do the job for me, but sometimes I would attempt to conquer the jungle all by myself like a real hero. This, my friends, is not an easy task. The first time I tried I swear I met Jesus that day. By the time I was halfway done and calling it quits I was drenched in sweat. Waxing your hoo-ha is torture and we all know it! The good thing about paying someone to do the job is that it is over a lot quicker. They lie to your about[...]
Jeremie and I are mega cat lovers. We moved in together after two weeks of dating, and brought Marlo home from the SPCA shortly after. She was already two years old but I really wanted to save an adult cats life. We went to the store (they swap animals out every week from the SPCA) to look at the cats and ended up putting a two day hold on her so we could go home and discuss if we should actually do this. But instead of discussing it, we immediately went and bought a litter box, food, and[...]
I am very grateful for what I have. I live in a nice house, my family is healthy. My husband and I have good jobs. We are happy together. But I have this vision in the back of my mind, I am sure I got from movies and pictures on the internet. read more
It’s Sunday today so I am taking a little break and didn’t plan on posting anything, but I can’t give up a chance to share this photo I took today. Oh man, my heart just melts for these two sweethearts. They are my whole world! Look at these beauties![...]
I bought a camera. A very expensive camera and I swear my chest hurt while paying for it. I didn’t want to tell my husband because I knew he wouldn’t like it. You know when you were a kid and you did something bad and you knew you were going to get it when your parents got home from work? That is how I felt! read more