I'd go one further and say it's a fantastic method as a backup to hormonal birth control - especially if the lady has taken an antibiotic during her current cycle.
I'd go one further and say it's a fantastic method as a backup to hormonal birth control - especially if the lady has taken an antibiotic during her current cycle.
There is nothing better than the feeling of superiority I get when eating some delicious cold borscht. THIS IS AWESOME AND HEALTHY, FOOLS!
Damn. I wish I could throw like a girl.
I'm gonna go ahead and say it's a real bummer that I didn't know that...
In a weird way, this reminds me of that episode of OITNB where everyone is confused about how many holes they have. We need a better word than vagina. It's not all-encompassing. And sure, 4-year olds don't need to know what every single part is for, but maybe that just means we have to have more conversations like…
Didn't think to. I sat there in disbelief and started to cry. Then he said if I was that emotional, then I definitely wasn't ready for sex. When I told my mom about it (he was her gyn) she was insulted, but not surprised. She mentioned that he was a born again christian, as if that would explain it, not excuse it, and…
"The first time I saw ice, I mean really saw her, I just knew she was right for my son, Creepy Jr. She's patient and respectable. She's also got a great snatch!"
True story time! My first visit to the gyn started with an interview about my sexual history in his office. I told him I had none. He interrogated me further, discussing everything that sex could mean, and I said, really... no. Then he did the exam, announced that he believed me, and asked me if he could introduce me…
No, but that's SO TRUE! My husband really wanted one of those super low modern style beds, which would look ridic in our carpeted apartment with our clunky furniture, but it wasn't until I had the epiphany that standing sex would be affected that he let that idea go.
Yeah... what happened to that?
I finally understand Anya's fear.
I'm not going to pretend I'm happy for you, moving on to bigger and better. It makes sense, and you're worth the success, but right now, I'm just thinking about what this site will be missing.
YOU HAD ME AT TREK MEX.
It almost was! Thankfully for me, it didn't. Instead it restored my faith in humanity... until a month later in Naples when a man got pretty handsy on a bus, and no one on the bus did anything about it. In fact, when I hit him, they started yelling at me. GOOD TIMES.
I was visiting Rome and taking a bus with some friends when we started talking to a nun who couldn't have been older than 25. She was from Seattle, and had just gotten to Rome a few months before, so she was still acclimating, but knew her shit. We get to a stop, and a man snatches her backpack and tries to run off of…
Safety pin? You just blew my mind. I mean, OF COURSE I should have thought of that. But I just hide my keys and pray.
There's something about former boy band kids gone solo. They have the connect for great producers, and they are used to stepping aside and allowing the producers to work their magic. And let's be honest, that's where the magic is with these boys. Their talent is at best a work in progress.
True story: I once flew home from Florence on day two of a UTI. You know, the day after you take the meds, but the day before they start working? It took me an hour into the flight with the seatbelt sign still on to tell one of the flight attendants, who escorted me to the bathroom, and when I got out, she said in her…
SAME SITUATION here. Married May 14th. Abstinent since beginning of July. CANT HANDLE IT.
I take more supplements for this shit than anyone I've ever met. D-Mannose, regular cranberry, Align, apple cider vinegar. I pee after sex. Usually also wash with soap and water or a wipe. My urologist says I'm just prone. He's offered to give me a low dose antibiotic to take daily, but then my birth control wouldn't…