Yeah, that's the trouble with having lots of sex. All the showering you have to do, and the washing of sheets, and the risky business of unstable surfaces, and the rug burn, and the broken crockery... Yeah, it's just not worth it. Gosh, glad I'm not doing *that* anymore.
......
Let's not even mention the potential for destruction with kitchen sex improperly applied.
I get to take DH to the bookstore tomorrow. Hooray!
My father used to take the silverware and kitchen knives for everything from refinishing and gardening.
I still blame my ex for the suspicious missing knives in my silverware drawer. I don't know what he used them for, but it's his fault I am missing about five of them.
We have to go to a hotel to have shower sex.
Hotel sex!
Katie Bee, I probably forgot to post it, but I love your Felt Farm! You are really talented, and they are adorable.
> If and when I unearth the books, I'll send you the publishers and titles.
Bev, no worries. It's not urgent by any means.
Gosh, glad I'm not doing *that* anymore.
Yeah. Sex. Who needs it? ::checks fares to Chicago::
Yeah. Sex. Who needs it?
:: waves hand. enthusiastically ::
We have to go to a hotel to have shower sex.
Hotel sex!
I'm a big fan.
Is there a Facebook page for that?
Well, for the most part, my office is finally DONE! (I think there might be a couple more boxes of books lurking downstairs, but still...)
Anyhow, I'm very proud and happy and tired and if anyone wants to see pics, here they are:
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