Hmm, funnily enough I am not depressed/fed up at the moment, in fact, I am almost well, chilled out. This is partly to do with orgasms. Question: are orgasms nature's tranquillizer? I have finally realized that if I have two really good orgasms a week I can feel almost sane. Does anyone else feel like that? I'm not talking about those piddling little ones, I mean those real heavy duty ones that make you feel like you are hovering around the ceiling for a while before floating back down to earth. But you know how it is, fellow moms, you are never in the mood to have sex, and then you get crankier and crankier, until you are screaming at the kids and steam is coming out of your ears. When, as the women's trash mags say, darlings, you have to make time to get down to it. Well, I have made the time and I am reaping the benefits.
Where was I? Okay, so I am fairly happy. I guess the reality of the situation is that I am happiest when I am doing basically fuck all. Also, I am cheerful because I have something to look forward. Yes, I am going to Seattle in January to see the divine miss devylish and stunning redheaded goddess crankmama.
Although things have taken a worrying turn in Seattle recently. There was a really bad storm there the other day which totalled Miss Devylish's car:
So all I am hoping is that that crazy storm there is not the start of the Apocalypse. If it is, I need to race out and do everything I planned to do before the end of the world, like, um, maybe er, oh God, I am wracking my brains here, okay, maybe I would have sex with a woman, jump out of a plane with a parachute and go up to George W. and just poke him in the eye or maybe knee him in the groin. Or more likely, I would just sit there bawling like a baby while the roof of my house caved in.
So, I'm curious, what would you do if you knew the end of the world was nigh and you had nothing to lose by doing anything your heart desired before you were exploded into a million pieces? Do tell.
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