I was going to post about how the population in our town has many new, hot men. All of a sudden I started noticing how many sexy, hippy-like men there are here. Starbucks guy was only the beginning. noticed gray whispies in hot Harrison-Ford-like men. I noticed sensitive, young blokes. I kept thinking that I’m either ovulating or five months pregnant because DAMN. Men are yummy.
When I finally figured out my emotional swings and sore boobs were the results of my ovulating, I told Mr. Flinger, “Hey! If we wanna have a baby, now’s the time.” He said, and I quote, “Stay the hell away from me.”
Hmph. And to think I’m only horney when I’m ovulating, drunk or pregnant. The man just doesn’t get it. (and won’t get “it”.)
15 guests here now.
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I’m the same way (with the ovulating thing)... GAH. It’s DANGEROUS!
Me too. I grabbed Aaron and pulled him in our room before church and ravaged him. I’m always horney on Sundays too for some reason! Before or after church. What Gives?
hahahah! Ya’ll are killing me, KILLING me. We might get it on if I was not exhausted, disgusted, or annoyed. Men fart too much for their own good, I mean Honestly. I needs some more eyecandy in my life. This here town is DRY.
Oh, i Need to get your rss feed too. I’m with Texasbelle though… but then again I am in super duper pregnancy avoidance mode.
Y’all kill ME. I’m so like that with the quick to anger thing. I think it’s somewhere in the bible about being slow to anger.
Uh. Yea.
Yesterday he goes, “Such a small window between ovulating and PMS.”
You said it, Jack.
Oh, that’s just funny. I get horny when I’m drunk…which sucks because it’s the only time HE won’t have sex with me. What gives! We’re MARRIED! It’s not like I’m some drunk chick he picked up at a bar! Sheesh!
LMAO
I haven’t OV in years (except the one time for Ry!) so I can’t remember.
PMS doesn’t last in our house - the testerone is way too high for anyone to care.
But when I am drunk? You betcha you can probably find me naked in bed (MINE only). That or hang in with the porcelain goddess, one of the 2.
Um…I think that’s what I say these days.
Annie
(mommy to a non-sleeping 5 month old who is slowly getting caught up on her blog reading)