No, not really. I’m not a fan of the dildo. I actually have gone back and forth on blogging this here or just writing it up for some other adventure in the future, and with everything I’m unable to blog lately due to its sexual nature (and my Virgo need to pigeon-hole everything)… something has to give. I bought sex toys. Its my first toy purchase in years, since moving to NoVa when I discovered that our moving company had wrapped up all of my other toys and packed them for me....
In a series of ironic adventures, I was asked to review this book for Dr. Jennifer Ashton, an Ob-Gyn in New Jersey. Ironic, because my last term in school revolved around my own writing of “postpartum” manuals for women, but in a “straight talk” sort of way that really makes my heart sing. If you’ve really been following my blog, you may have noticed that my current (and last) term is about female sexuality (and its evolution in literature and society, as defined in...
Are you noting the theme here? I can’t even type “sec” as in, “just a sec” without it actually reading, “just a sex.” Its becoming quite porny up in here. Monday, whist folding laundry, I caught about 30 seconds of the Dr. Oz show. I don’t watch daytime TV (because I DVR DOOL, yo) so when I actually see one of the big talk shows, I get all snarky to hide the fact that I’m marginally interested in what they have to say. Except Oprah. No offense. Dr....
