I sorta remember "me" time, it was fun.
Yeah, I imagine that all goes out the window with kids.
I have less "me" time now than I used to, just with the being married and reality that my actions or inactions do impact someone else.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I sorta remember "me" time, it was fun.
Yeah, I imagine that all goes out the window with kids.
I have less "me" time now than I used to, just with the being married and reality that my actions or inactions do impact someone else.
apropos of nothing much, the "Road To Stardom" recaps on TWOP are very amusing. And, yay, American Idol recaps will start soon (I don't watch the show but faithfully read Shack's recaps every week, and giggle.)
I sorta remember "me" time, it was fun.
Yeah, I imagine that all goes out the window with kids.
Also with running a theater. I should have run marathons before I moved back here, not after. Much more free time.
JSw! Many mwahs! to you. But my voice of doom is a terrifying thing. I learned from the best--12 years of Catholic school teachers and my father. Charmed may come after years of therapy.
I have less "me" time now than I used to, just with the being married and reality that my actions or inactions do impact someone else.
What Nora said. Even though we're not married, we have a commitment to each other. It was tough on both of us to learn what our boundaries were, and compromise became a staple.
This sounds like a really great idea.
I've wrestled in jello before, so I'm not too sure about the idea of bathing in it.
I've wrestled in jello before
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I like the sound of the warmth retention, but the consistency would definitely take getting used to.
I've wrestled in jello before
Pardon???
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It was college, AGES ago. And all photographic evidence of said match was destroyed.
I will note, however, that I was a member of the only female team to beat their male opponent. (And he was a soccer player--not a wimp!)