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Hump Day Poll: Who Is Lookin' at Yours

Let's talk hoo-ha's.  Vaginas.  Bearded clam.  Etc.  (Or prostates, teabags, twig and berries.) My first gynecologist was a dude.  An old dude.  My mom's gynie because obviously when I went to her telling her some cad (the Mr) and I were thinking of doing the deed, she wanted me on the pill.  I got in within a week which is unheard of these days.  I walked in and waited in my paper gown until the first man to see the secret garden bounded in.   Do you remember Larry "Bud" Melman from early Letterman?  Let me refresh your memory: source Needless to say, after two years of visits with him, I came to the conclusion this man who told me PMS was "in my head" at 18 that I was not going to have someone looking at my parts that did own the same ones.  I switched to a lady doctor with another name and began mouth leaking about how he didn't listen to me so I had to switch to a woman.  She laughed and said "I know exactly what you ...

Hunger pains and Food Journal Friday

Oh good, another fat passenger debate

Jelly legs and movie review

Size distortion

Hometown, saucy messages and bingefest

Weigh In

Free money and Food Journal Friday

It's current crush time

Letting fear become your fact

Psyching myself out

Trashed dinner, country club pizzas & open house don'ts

Late weigh in

Google Reader, virtual mooning and Food Journal Friday

Doctor! Doctor!

Last on the bandwagon

What a crock

Sodium bombs, new duds and open house love

Semantics- Weigh in

Chaotic closet and this week's eats

What I'm Reading Lately

You're not hiding in plain sight

Fancy pants food and flexin' muscles

A sweet gift and the perfect home