Yeah, what he said. Who knew a month of blog posts, mostly memes, could be so exhausting? This week I was grateful for them. There was very little creativity involved, no sleepless nights dreaming up post topics. No . . . → Read More: All good things must come to an end.
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Last night we started things off slow, easy, smooth. Sultry, you could say. Every step, joy. Every movement, pleasure. Words that warmed me, a beat that got my blood moving. It wasn’t long before things started to heat up. His voice in my . . . → Read More: Fine Man Friday Well hi there. How’s it hanging? Or should I say How’re they hanging?My date to the prom in, OMG 1988!, used to respond to that question (and for whatever reason, EVERYONE was asking) with “Long and limp.” Nope, never . . . → Read More: Thursday Thirteen, bottom of the bucket I can totally see a fashion blog in her future, shortly after she . . . → Read More: Wordless or Wardrobe Wednesday ***Editing note: Joining the Tuesday train. Come take a look over at Christy’s place and see what it’s all about. Come on, you know you want to!Oh, did I overstate things?Now really, did you think this was gonna be a . . . → Read More: Tuesday’s Tuna, the end of an era Come on, I’m a meme whore. If you thought otherwise, you might want to read a week of my work. Those of you who know me shouldn’t be surprised to see me jumping on the Ian bandwagon. It’s the 26th day of a 31 day blog marathon. I’m . . . → Read More: Monday Minute. Um, I was supposed to post today, huh? Damn, should had put down that last glass of wine last night. Oh hi there, cute little heads over there. There is still plenty of margies to be had but don’t wait too long, they are the MIL’s . . . → Read More: Oops Oh sure, you working peeps, Saturday is another day to sleep in, maybe take the kids to the pool, RELAX. I’m guessing you haven’t been living through a self-inflicted, do-it-yourself kitchen remodel and your sitter closed for the month. . . . → Read More: Saturday again? Where have all good men goneAnd where are all the gods?Where’s the street-wise HerculesTo fight the rising odds?Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need.I need a heroI’m holding out for . . . → Read More: Fine Man Friday: I need a hero, or a break from reality, you pick. Don’t tell me you don’t know that song. I can’t wait to teach it to my daughter just to annoy my husband. Only because I love him SOOOOOO much. HA!Loaded up on farmer’s market’s goodies, whose coming over and cooking? I . . . → Read More: Thursday 13: There’a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza  |
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