Come close, I’m going to tell you a secret. Actually, I’m going to tell you more than one secret so get comfortable
(here on my leg).
These are women secrets (said in a seductive, husky voice). Things that (you think would be pretty obvious and men would do already, but here we are) you can do for your partner to really make her feel loved, appreciated, respected and the center of your world. AKA all the shit a man can do to stop his partner from having the biannual mental eruption of ‘Why are you asking ME whats for dinner when you are in the kitchen?! Are you kidding me? Must I do everything?! I’m out of here, this is bullshit, you do fuck all around here! Fuck you, arsehole!’ – My friend told me she said that once, it wasn’t me.
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I just got back home
With a frown upon my face
I shouldn’t have gone for 7 days, I shouldn’t have stayed with family
If known for just one second how crazy it would make me!
Continue reading “So, now I’m back from Embo-space”
Thank you to the lovely lifeinthegingerlane for the tag. I have been lacking on the blog idea front, so I welcome the tag very much! Plus , when I was reading her post I thought I wanna do this 🙂
Here are the 50 questions and my awesome answers.
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I don’t know, ‘strange things are happening to me’ (that’s right! That is from Toy story, do you know why? Because I’ve watched it more times this month than I have since its release). More and more these days I find I’m doing something, I pause and think ‘why don’t I find this weird?’ ‘how long have I been doing this?’ ‘This isn’t right?’. I don’t know if it’s age or the devil child or depression or a mix of everything, but something’s no right.
I’m going to write a post about poo, Jessica’s poo, because, well, this is exactly what I’m talking about, I’m
weirdly proud of Jessica’s poop session last night.
Continue reading “Poo-scapades”
WARNING – There are naughty words in this post, but don’t worry they aren’t from me. They are from my 22 month old blaspheming toddler.
‘Oh my God’
^^ That’s Jess, every day.
Continue reading “Some choice words you have there Jess…”