Knowing I was going to spending some serious home time, hubby thoughtfully picked up some new CD's, Mick Jagger's first solo record "She's The Boss", "Huey Lewis & The News-Picture This", and most surprising of all, an import box set of Slade!
Hubby used to trim, thinking I liked it better, but I don't mind him the way he is....just perfect.
May Contain Traces of Magic-Tom Holt, when your GPS starts talking and giving you more than directions, you have an interesting problem on your hands. Very British humour.
Also re-reading Mistress of the Empire, whereupon (my role model) Mara of the Acoma has to face off against her deadliest foes, and the entire Assembly of Magicians who wield ultimate power.
Just started The Thin Man, a Christmas gift from hubby, a 1934 second edition! I sooooo wanna be Nora Charles!
*sigh....another one worried?
Don't worry so much, learn to be a kind, considerate lover, learn how to cuddle, learn how to listen to her, learn how to read her body, and learn how to lick her to new heights, trust me, she WON'T care how big you are.
10+ years with the same man who is barely 7 inches, and I'm always satisfied.
Cookies and Cream, sweet, with just a bit of crunch....
I've had guys buy me drinks, and I've bought plenty of my own, but I would NEVER ask a guy to buy me a drink! How rude! I did offer to buy one guy a drink after he bought me one, and he thought that was pretty funny. So funny that he kept talking to me, and asked me out. Turned out to be a smart move because I married him....and I STILL sleep with the guy every night, drinks or no drinks....
All American girl here, but with strong ties to Canada (and seriously considered emigrating during the Bush years), however, I was born in California and live in Seattle and I still get people that ask me what part of the south I'm from. Hubby found out the difference between Welsh and English in a pub when he said "You're all England aren't you?" whereupon he was asked to leave. Firmly. When he refused he was escorted through the door. Airborne. Needless to say, he knows the difference now. The only place I was ever confused for anything other than USA was in England when a guy asked me if I was Canadian (due to my Ray Bourque jersey, no doubt) and a gentleman in Belgium who asked if I was from South America?!? Where he got that from, I have no idea.
When we saw Avatar there were a lot of previews, and it seemed all of them looked good.
The Lightning Thief
Clash Of The Titans
Iron Man 2 (hell, if Downey's in it, I'd watch him read the phone book)
Alice In Wonderland
Shutter Island looks really interesting, might be a good DiCaprio flick
Harry Potter (of course)
Leap Year
Tooth Fairy looks cute, plus the Rock is ever so pleasant to look at.
Not that we'll be getting to many movies after February...:-)
Of course I wouldn't. Simple reason being work/burnout. Hubby's a graphic designer, last thing he wants to do is come home and do it for free all night. Last thing I want to do is come home from work and have to listen to someone's problems or research human behavior. Would stand to reason that a porn star would be much the same. He'd probably get home from work and would rather assemble furniture or paint the house.
There's a million things you can do, but what works best is showing that you put some serious thought into it. Actually, that's the best formula for any kind of gift. Get her something that goes along with her favorite song, or references a book she likes or what have you. Does wonders for a girl to realize you actually listen to her.
My Dad used to use (and frequently was) blitzed.
I use plastered, it sounds soo...complete.
Hubby uses shitefaced (with the English accent).
A coworker uses "knickered" as in, she's so drunk she'll be missing her knickers soon enough. The English have a way with words, don't they?
The KEYY!!! YOU BASTARD!!!!! WHERE'S THE GODDAMN KEY???????
Dated an asian guy in school, Mom cringed and Dad spluttered. Dated a hispanic guy at work, Mom freaked and Dad nearly had a stroke. I can only imagine if I'd brought a black guy home. Personally don't care what color a man is, it's his actions, words and thoughts that make him who he is, not his color. I almost got back together with the hispanic guy simply because my folks kept telling me I was better off without him, that he would treat me badly because it was his culture etc. I dumped him because he was a workaholic that was balancing 40 hours a week AND pursuing his degree! That was my only complaint with him!
Well, mine crossed international borders, lasted 2 and a half days, and consumed enough alcohol that the first club ran out of tequila. Stripping was the mildest part of it. The almost international incident that nearly led to the entire party getting arrested was the wildest part. The RCMP are pretty understanding, luckily for us they also have a great sense of humour.
Can you search first? This one's been done quite a bit...
Mine is fairly simple. To do the absolute very best I can at being a mother, to not make the mistakes my father and mother made. To make sure our little girl knows that she is loved, wanted and needed every single day of her life.
Then, I wanna lose the baby weight, and I give myself until June to do it.
And per hubby's request, to not pull the leftovers trick anymore! He read some of the forum posts and figured it out, darn it! I'm gonna have to cook more? Aaaaiiieee!
Grannie panties for now, but usually hi-cuts, not a big fan of butt floss.
Both my mom and dad did a fair amount of drinking, but an aunt decided to prevent me from falling into it too early, at a Christmas party when I was eleven, she asked if I wanted to drink some "booze" like the adults were doing. I was eager to try it so I said yes. She poured me, oh, I guess 12 ounces of Canadian Club and told me to chug it. The ensuing puke-fest sure told me all I needed to know about drinking. Didn't even consider drinking again until college.
I wouldn't do it on purpose, but I'm pretty sure I've done it at least once in college. Thank god they didn't have You Tube back then!
I guess it could be an issue for some, but Hubby had no issue with the fact that I'd been with a few guys before I met him, and I was damned glad of the fact that he'd had quite a few before me, experience counts! We both came to the same conclusion, he/she had others before me, but I'm the one they want to be together forever with, so who cares?!?
Had a guy whose blood pressure meds gave him some problems so his doctor gave him some Viagra. I kind of missed it when he stopped taking the bp stuff. Something about a guy that can go for an hour+ two or three times a day that just really appealed to me. Gawd, I am soooo shallow.
Hmmm...of the choices listed, I'd say store, and actually, it'd be really interesting to try it. At the grocery store. On a crowded Friday night. Before the SuperBowl. In the produce section.
Nope, love them the way they are. As does hubby.
Be brutally honest, please, I do not want to embarrass myself when the rejection letter says things like "Your writing is unquestionably the worst shit we have ever seen. Please refrain from bothering us with any more of this wretched offal. Have a crappy day, The Editor." 
