From Joelle’s blog, Tenth Muse:
Carly’s book, Sexography, is both a tragic and comedic memoirs about her journey of sexual self-discovery. And now, it’s your turn to blog your own version of Sexography. Even if you’re not a “sex writer” per se, we want to encourage you to explore the comedy, fear, silliness, scariness, million-and-one emotions and million-and-one experiences that are mental, physical, emotional and spiritual, all of which make up the rich tapestry of sexuality. So if you want to write about how your dog watches you masturbate or how you can’t stand porn or about your first time or what you think of sex in the media and how it affects you personally, you should. What you write about is up to you, just as long as it falls under the “sexuality” header. Personal stories about survival are strongly encouraged.
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The contest runs from April 1 – April 30th. Learn more about how YOU can get involved here and about the faaaaaaaaaaaabulous prizes here. If you’d like to donate, but not participate, hit up this link and make sure to enter “GBBMC2008” (sans quotes) in the comment box. Hurry! Your sign-up to participate must be submitted by e-mail by 11:59pm PST March 30th, 2008.
I’m most certainly going to *try* to enter. We are having Gage’s birthday party today.
I’m changing all my screen names. I’ll no longer be geeksmakemehot, I’ll be emopregnantchick. It is a little more fitting these days. Seriously, wtf is up with hormones. I have enough to worry about right now without worrying if I’m going to start bawling if someone looks at me wrong, or go off on someone that asks me a simple question. Losing my sanity has, so far, been the worst part of pregnancy.
Yes, I’ve been cranky now and then through my pregnancy. Hell, I’m cranky now and then not being pregnant. But since I got sick with the pneumonia and had to stay in the hospital, my mood/attitude/sanity has went down the drain. Continue reading
There is a pownce thread about this, I thought I’d try it here on my site to get some comments rolling.
What is your earliest childhood memory?
My earliest childhood memory:
My dad has always had a beard and mustache. When I was about 3 or 4 he shaved his face completely. I was scared to death. I hid under the covers of my bed and cried.
Mitchell normally keeps a beard and mustache. I cannot stand for him to shave his face completely. I think I’m still traumatized.
Note: Dad has never since that day shaved his face completely 🙂
And this is my 11th day in the hospital. Baby is fine, mommy is getting better, but be prepared for a long post…
First, let’s go for my health background. I have Hereditary Spherocytosis. Basically I have some funky looking red blood cells. They jerked my spleen out when I was 5. All has been well, except living without a spleen makes me more prone to catch an infection. There is a 50% chance Chloe will inherit this, so I’m considered a high right pregnancy.
Let me add here, I’m allergic to Tylenol. I am not supposed to take Motrin while pregnant.
Here is the highlights of my past 2 weeks.