It's TMI Tuesday! Click the "I kiss and tell" icon to come play with us!!
1. Who was your childhood hero?
Perry Mason. Seriously. I was a weird kid. And Nancy Drew. I wanted to be Nancy Drew, then go to law school and be Perry Mason.
In real life, my Dad, who is still my hero.
2. Have you ever had sex with someone who has a myspace page?
Not at that time; they may have one now. (I've been with one person for 10 years; myspace didn't exist before then. Oh wait, I guess it's now 2 people within the last 10 years, but I don't think the second has a myspace page either)
3. What fantasies have you openly told your partner about?
I have told my husband about several threesome fantasies, MFM and FFM. And my very detailed Wes Bentley fantasies. (He was in American Beauty and, more recently, Ghost Rider. Yes, I liked Ghost Rider. You got a problem with that?)
4. Have you ever said you love someone but didn't mean it?
Yes (she said, eyes downcast in shame). I was young and stupid and said it after he said it, although I didn't mean it.
5. Have you ever woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you?
No, I usually had at least some clue.
Bonus (as in optional): Do you remember a time when you were having sex that you smile or even laugh about now? Do tell....
When we had been married about 8 months, my husband and I had spent a long weekend at my parents' house. There was never really any privacy there, so we were anxious to get busy when we got home. Undressing as we went up the stairs, kissing hungrily, hands everywhere - you get the idea. The sex was athletic, acrobatic, and, ultimately, dangerous. I moved forward as he moved in to kiss me and WHAM! My forehead, his nose. Blood everywhere, nose crooked. We ended up spending the next few hours in the emergency room. It was broken, but good. Every nurse, doctor, or aide started off by asking, "How did this happen?" By the end of the night we thought it was pretty funny. He still likes to tell people how I broke his nose. Including my parents and our pastors. (I've told this story before, in case you think it sounds familiar.)
On another note, Semi-Celibate Man posted his 7 random things as per my tag! Go show him some love so he doesn't disappear from the blogosphere altogether!
Is it a sex blog? A mommy blog? A bitch & moan blog? Um, . . . yeah. This is my place to be totally honest. In my real life, I feel like I'm always lying to somebody about something. Here, I am totally honest. Brutally so. However, no matter what bad things I say about my kids, I adore them and would never ever really, say, sell them on Ebay. The husband, often referred to as Spousehole, is another story. Oh yeah - if you are under 18 (or if you are my husband), please leave now.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Posted by Bunny at 7:03 AM