Today I am 30. (Technically I will be 30 at 4:30 p.m. but who's counting?) I am not any closer to finding the man of my dreams, nor do I care to be closer to finding him...but here's to a different set of dates, new adventures, and new loves in my 30s. It can only … Continue reading 30 and Flirty
The Backseat of My Car
He grabbed the side of my face and put his other hand around my neck and moved in for the kill…only to move around like a sloppy fish…or like someone doing the electric head slide.
they say
if you're married, coupled up, etc...tell me how "he" or "she" just appeared. and if you're single and you've stopped looking, tell me how that's workin' out for ya.
Because I Said So
But I do have to hand it to her though. In high school, she found my senior prom date. Yes. There's no need to comment...I was awkward and a complete nerd and there were no guys lining up at my front door waiting to take me out.
I do…
I think my eyes popped out of my head. And maybe my va-jay-jay popped out too. At that moment, my invisible chastity belt hung on for dear life. Really dude? We hadn’t even had sex yet…and here he was talking about wanting to get me pregnant. Uh. Negative. No way. No effin’ way!
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