ferrouscherry
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Also 23 weeks along here (singleton though). I thought pregnancy brain was bull, but I'm certainly less sharp than usual. I recently lost my wallet (in my own fucking pants) and I couldn't get through this damn article without a couple breaks. I think the baseline physical discomfort is at fault, it's highly

You... seem to be under the impression I care what you think. Fascinating.

I get touched exclusively by white strangers. These "it's the blacks" comments are really something.

Interesting! I run outside a lot. I moved from a major city to CO and to me, the street harassment is just more faux-polite. I posted this elsewhere, but it's almost exclusively white men and I suspect being a WoC has something to do with it (ain't intersectionality grand). This place is full of fetishists. When I'm

The trolls posting here totally support your thesis. Ironically I've experienced more street harassment from white men, who actually touch me, which no black man has done yet... I wonder if that's a WoC thing.

HA. I'm afraid of cows, Mr Cherry makes fun of me for it. You've justified my bovine phobia.

Gah. *shudder* Also, I went to high school in the IE. *shudder*

A friend of mine has a ghost story about his childhood home, which his grandfather both built and died in. Both my friend and his father have seen a "wispy, sparkly" apparition on the stairs. It just sits there, and once it rasped, "I'm here." I've never heard any descriptions of ghosts as sparkly, and I didn't really

I love these stories! Last year I was so freaked out I couldn't sleep.

Tickling was legit traumatizing for me; in my childhood it was a way to reinforce that I had no bodily autonomy. My father forced it on me well past "appropriate" age (I was in high school the last time he tried, when I kicked him in the crotch to get him off me). Any boyfriend who tried got the same treatment and

My experience was to have to choose the belt for the beating... I'm fairly certain this tradition is passed down through time, it felt ritualistic. It adds a psychological dimension: if you chose something small, you're bound to be sent back and punished longer, but if you choose something large, well, duh, that's

I used to live two blocks from the brewery. They've got a nice tap room with most or all of the Yetis on tap. It's cheaper than bottles too, or at least it used to be... Sometimes I can't believe I left to shack up responsibly with Mr. Cherry. I'm thirsty.

Yeah, I don't "send my husband out" for anything. That seems weird to me. I guess I'm doing pregnancy wrong.

Yup. The smallest one I've experienced was still a good time because his hands were MAGIC. Big dicks are nice, but the soreness almost makes them not worth it for me.

Yeah, my face is still scrunched up. Wha?

Yes. A (very religious, conservative) coworker once complained to me that her son was bringing all his laundry home from college for her to do. He also refused to make himself any meals, waiting for her to get home from work to cook. I said lightly, "No one wants to marry a guy who can't make himself a sandwich." She

I'm 20 weeks in. I had a high libido before, and got worried when my desire disappeared the first trimester (thanks, nausea). But I worried for nothing. NOTHING. I'm all over Mr Cherry and he's loving it... I've had to edit several times now for TMI. I'll be in my bunk.

A friend of mine was notified via text (from the bride) that his wedding was cancelled. When he didn't respond, she sent him an angry text asking why he hadn't written back. There were no words, literally.

Thanks for the suggestion. Just reserved it at the library.

Along the same vein: I made housecalls in a previous job. In order for Medicare to cover home visits, you have to fit a certain (homebound) criteria; as people got better, they were notified that home visits would stop so they could go back to seeing their doctor in the office. The resulting anger at losing this