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My Yeti bought me a Kindle for Christmas and I have to tell you I am lovin’ it! I was super excited to get one, but was also afraid I wouldn’t like it and then I’d be stuck with this gadget that amounted to nothing more than a paperweight in the end. I love books, [...]
Things Matt has decided count as a date: 1) Trip to Home Depot for moving boxes. 2) The dog park. 3) Department store. 4) Geocaching. (Okay, that one was actually fun.) 5) The transfer station. 6) My doctor’s appt. 7) The hospital E.R. I’m not kidding. I can’t make this stuff up. It’s real, people.
I forgive Matt for calling me a dick. Only because he made up for it tonight by telling me sweet words. Okay, so I’m a sucker for a sexy line, but what can I do? The sweet words only came up because we were having a …well, a disagreement? I guess? It was one of [...]
I love that Matt is at his comedic best when I have to pee really, really bad and when I announce this his response is always — always to make me laugh harder, until I’m literally racing down the hall in a frenzy. I love that about him.
Matt was treating me for an ingrown toenail. I know, it’s gross, but he really loves me and I just had a pedicure today so… ANYWAY. My toe hurt so bad I couldn’t stand it. We’re talking white-hot, searing, eye-watering hurt here. I’m limping around and grimacing, being oh so very brave, I was. I [...]
Yesterday was my birthday. It was a good birthday, as birthdays go. Matt took me for a romantic weekend in the mountains. He rented the cabin, handled all the details, the works. It was loverly. I, however, forgot my camera so there won’t be any photographic evidence of the beauty of the joint. I’ll just [...]
Today Kimbuhley is chewing very slowly the small bites of crow she is forced to eat. I took the dusty-but-trusty Civic in to the dealership to have the 80k mile service and an oil change. It’s a bit past 80k, but who’s counting? I was near certain that this time I would need a brake [...]
I had a stomach ache last night. Probably my cooking. Anyhow, I was also in a weird funk. While getting ready for bed I say to Matt, “you come here often?” in my most alluring and slightly creepy perv voice. He laughed me off. Later, I say, “If I said you had a beautiful body [...]
Oh look, what do we have here? Funny that I would stumble on this…at this particular point in time.
Oh my god! And I almost forgot. This also happened: Matt was surfing the web and he came across some website that talked about robot hookers. Seriously. They’re like animatronic blow up dolls and men have sex with them. So there were some questions on this site. Does that constitute cheating? What if you walked [...]
A Woman's Manifesto
Because a woman’s work is never done.
and is underpaid, or unpaid, or boring, or repetitious,
and we’re the first to get fired,
and what we look like is more important than what we do.
And if we get raped its our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we’re nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we’re nymphos
and if we don’t we’re frigid
and if we love women it’s because we can’t get a real man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we’re neurotic or pushy
and if we expect childcare we’re selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we’re aggressive and un-feminine
and if we don’t we’re typical weak females
and if we want to get married we’re out to trap a man
and if we don’t we’re unnatural
and because we still can’t get an adequate, safe contraceptive, but men can walk on the moon
and if we can’t cope or don’t want a pregnancy we’re made to feel guilty about abortion
and for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women’s liberation movement.- Joyce Stevens, International Woman’s Day, 1975.
Man Vs. Heart Attack
I am somewhat worried about the dude on Man v Food. He isn’t looking so good these days and putting that food away like that can’t be good for him.
