Archive for the 'Boyfriendlies' Category
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Agreed
“If Planned Parenthood, the Family Research Council and the National Campaign to Prevent Teen and Unwanted Pregnancy really want to reduce unwanted teen pregnancies, they should study such factors as poverty, the older ages of male partners, the advantages having children afford poorer young women and the plunge in births among married teens and adults, […]
Posted by Melissa on July 21st, 2008 under Boyfriendlies, Flaming Ovaries | 5 Comments »Twat
A few Thursdays ago, NB and I went out for trivia with friends at a St. Louis bar and grill. After the trivia, we may have possibly gone for martinis. It was there I learned that NB’s grandmother uses the word, “twat.”
As in:
“Stop talking out of your twat.”
“Stop showing your twat.”
“Shut your twat!”
If […]
Puppy Blogging
This is what your boyfriend’s purse dog, Meko, looks like after a day of wearily eyeing cats who are pointedly eying her.
Posted by Melissa on June 30th, 2008 under Boyfriendlies, Kittens | 3 Comments »Up and Died
So, over this past week a huge thing happened in my household. My laptop, she died.
I mean, it flashed IMMINENT HARD DRIVE FAILURE and then failed. It never was able to boot up properly again. NB is going to look at it, but gah.
Gone.
Everything on it […]
Ass and Cock
Shuttlecock, that is!
Grounds of the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City (Rodin’s The Thinker and Oldenburg and van Bruggen’s Shuttlecocks):
Tits and Barbecue
Thanks to a super spontaneous trip, as suggested by the boyfriend right when we were walking in for dinner Friday night.
Posted by Melissa on June 22nd, 2008 under Boyfriendlies | 3 Comments »Family Tree of a Modern Child
As NB and I continue on this little journey and sometimes discuss what’s next, we have noticed something. Our kids have a lot of unexpected siblings.
Daniel and Brett have Sister 1 and Sister 2 at their dad’s. Add in NB’s daughter, E, let’s say. Even if we aren’t living together *yet* nor […]
We went
So we went to NB’s family gathering for Mother’s Day.
We walked in, and immediately Brett is off in a corner, crying. AWESOME.
Turns out, his cousin has an enormous dog and I forget (because I win Motherhood) that Brett is really scared of big dogs. This dog is named SUMO. So introductions are […]
On boyfriends
Once you have made the realization that this guy - the one you are sleeping with - the one you’re spending nearly every day with and hey, actually like - is your boyfriend, you have set a whole lot of shit in motion.
Specifically, a relationship.
We didn’t MEAN to start one. We MEANT to get […]
And While We’re At It
I think the reason birthday gifts, thoughtful and heartfelt, mean a lot to me…and why the lack thereof hurts greatly and will hurt for an entire goddamn year…is because my parents are also kind of crappy about that.
Mom recycles the first thing she sees in her house, wraps it up last minute and hands it […]