Okay, before all your minds head straight for the gutter…that isn’t what this blog is about. As I was almost into dreamland the other night, my oldest rescue cat started licking my hair. He typically sleeps on my pillow and I can only manage to grab a small corner of the pillow, but my hair… Read More Lick…Lick…Lick
In case any of you missed this little news story…apparently, a cyclist pissed off the MAGA truck convoy by taking his sweet old time in front of the convoy, holding the dicknobs to a crawl. And then later in the week, the story broke about how they were crying about the traffic being so bad… Read More Cyclists Rule
And…let me add, queer, queer, queer, queer, queer, queer, queer, lesbian, lesbian, lesbian, lesbian, lesbian, lesbian, lesbian, dyke, dyke, dyke, dyke, dyke, dyke, dyke. Of course, you all know what I’m talking about…the assinine law Desantis, the dicknob, is about to sign, not so affectionately titled the “Don’t Say Gay” bill. To be fair, the… Read More Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay…
This week, it was a toss between making fun of the ridiculous Don’t Say Gay bill that will become law very soon in Florida and talking about the real-life conditions called Seminal Plasma Hypersensitivity Syndrome (sperm allergy) and Post Orgasmic Illness Syndrome (POIS). I need to thank Tammy Boughter for sharing an article with me… Read More Allergic to Sex?
Nothing is more exciting yet petrifying as receiving a brand new, smokin’ fast laptop. It’s a good news/bad news thing. Of course, it is faster, lighter, more transportable with additional bells and whistles, but it is change. Learning updated programs, like Word and Excel 2021 after working with 2016 for many years, is not that… Read More My Slow, Old, Brain…
I read an absolutely fantastic line in Monica McClallan’s book, Cuffing. Here it is (and I am sincerely hoping Ms. McClallan takes this as a compliment that I would love this passage so much to share in my blog!) “Being single is all fun and games until there’s no one to kill the spiders.” “Maybe… Read More Thank the Goddess for My Wife
Some of you may have read my posts on the bidet in our suite in Cancun. To be fair, it is not the first time we’ve had a bidet, but it is the first time I’ve requested assistance on how to use it. I’d always wanted to try one, but for whatever reason, I never… Read More Basking in the Bidet
Last week the word moist came up again on a Facebook post, and it got me to wonder why there is such a visceral reaction to this word. I mean, come on…it’s just a word. And not even a word that would legitimately generate such a reaction. Certainly, some words justifiably should not be used… Read More Wordle of the Day…Moist
I don’t like to use the term crazy or nuts or any other derogatory word that is disrespectful to any person struggling with mental health issues…thus, my title that instead calls out bizarre behavior from the right. Have you heard the latest? As if banning books and attacking M&Ms wasn’t absolutely bonkers enough. (Hopefully, bonkers… Read More And The Bizarre Continues
I love M&Ms. But, now, I love them even more. In case you haven’t been following this riveting (sarcasm) new controversy…M&Ms are launching a new inclusive branding campaign and it’s caused Tucker Carlson’s tighty whities to bunch so hard up his ass that he’s constipated and in pain. And…anything that pisses Tucker Carlson off is… Read More Mmm M&Ms…
Annette Mori 