FIYAH!!!

i had an... experience... this weekend. well, to be fair, i didn't have the experience by myself.

so Husband & I decided to try a product we had seen advertised on TV. you know... normally I would say that we're smarter than being lulled into the trickery of advertising but we're a pretty adventurous couple & well... we got sucked in. this particular product offered sensational tittilations that would add to & enhance the pleasure for both of us. so why not, right?

well, now I know why not. (and i'm gonna add a bit of bragging here - we were both prepared to die a BIG death because the regular vanilla stuff is pretty damn hard to top... seriously - the will was updated & everything.)

what. a. fucking. mistake.

a little dab'll do ya... & whoa... my ya ya is a lil tingly... and then HEY... my hoo haa is a LOT tingly... and then HOLY SHIT... call the fire department cuz I don't know if there is anything we can do to stop this burning heat!

seriously - i think i may have gotten a chemical burn on my bits. there are probably countries that might consider this even more inhumane than cliterectomies with rusty butter knives.

the fact that it smelled like Vicks Vap-O-Rub was the first clue we should have paid attention to.

All Is Good & Well In The World

Earlier this year, The Boy discovered that I was the Tooth Fairie. I'm not sure exactly what tipped him off, but the delicious fantasy bubble of childhood has now been burst again (last year he announced that he knew I was the Easter Bunny. There's only 1 more left...).

So it happens that on this Friday preceding Easter, I read this article with joy.

NYC really is just a small town.

We've All Been There...

I know what happened to this woman...
She got tired of her teenage kids asking her to buy them shit in the mall. So she jumped.