(Trigger warning for discussion of death and grief)
My husband was out of town recently. He came home today. We put the girls in front of a movie, complete with snacks and water, locked the baby gate and got it on. We were just going to fool around, but I begged him for a quickie. It was awesome even though I didn't orgasm. I feel like I am saving it up for later…
I am a wimp when it comes to suspenseful shows. If it has to do with supernatural activity, I am even more of a wimp. I have to watch Supernatural in the daytime, which I never have time to do.
I own about 5 pairs of shoes. A pair of running shoes, cowboy boots, 2 flats and one clog type shoe I wear to work. But lately it's been rainy here in Texas, which is weird. Now my flats are pretty much ruined and I don't want to wear my fancy cowboy boots just to go to the grocery store.
Because now a family member thinks she can throw a 'pinterest perfect' (my words, not hers) for my sister. But since she delegated most of the tasks to the other co-hosts, she is trying to micro-manage everyone (and especially me since her opinion of me is not very high) and it's making me so mad.
My husband came in the room. I had gotten home from work not long before and could tell he had been drinking (he talks really loud when he is tipsy). It's fine. It's not an issue.
At first, when I saw Chritter had recommended a post of mine, I was like cool. Then I clicked through to see what post it was.
If I don't save it here, I might forget about it and lose it forever!!!
Because I feel like it:
So, I have been reading Jezebel for a looooong time but I only recently started commenting. Thus, on the mainpage, I am in the grey although I am now in the black on GT! Whoot!