This is why I can't ever marry/have children with my current boyfriend. I don't trust him to tell his mother or sister to stop looking at my vagina, if I were to have babies with him.
This is why I can't ever marry/have children with my current boyfriend. I don't trust him to tell his mother or sister to stop looking at my vagina, if I were to have babies with him.
The thing pictured is a corset, not Spanx.
My mom was turned down from a lot of rescues in my area for not having a fence, too.
Yeah. Don't move 'em.
Not just that, but if you aren't trained to rescue people... don't move them. You can do more harm than good.
Why? She kind of resembles a brown-haired, slightly harsher version of my grandmother. I wouldn't mind looking like my gran when I'm her age. People age, it's what we do.
Honestly?
Good for you. You tell her. -thumbs up-
Growing up I never really saw shellfish (my dad, brother, aunt, and I all are severely allergic- anaphylaxis and everything) because my family had to avoid it like the plague in order to, you know, survive. Now I'm dating a seafood addict and watching him scarf down shrimp... UGH. Ew. I don't know how anyone eats…
I dunno, my first thought was stress eating...
Somehow I read that as "Mr Greenhouse is getting his waffle tech certification" and I was like WOW!!!
Right now I'm a bit more concerned about cobwebs and dust bunnies, quite frankly.
A lot of people don't think Seasonique/Lybrel/other birth control pills that don't give you a monthly 'period' are unhealthy. They think that the endometrium just builds up and.... rots? I don't know. But the whole point is that the uterine lining isn't really actually building up, which is why hormonal BCP generally…
Well, hello...
Maybe it's just me, then :(
Bouncing leads to pain. The weight leads to pain. Do anything that might squish them (lie on your side the wrong way... lie on your stomach.... squeeze through a tight space... receive a bear hug) and they get sore, sore, sore.
Well... today marks Month 2 exactly, so that works out well XD
I'm A Gross. I never wash my sheets. So I sleep over at my boyfriend's 6/7 nights a week instead because he washes his all.the.damn.time.
My mom says the same thing. 'Cept she words it as, "live next door to each other and just go visit when you want to borrow some sugar."
I use socks.