These old school antihistamines, Benadryl, Phenergan, are so short term safe but I avoid them as much as possible now because they increase your risk for dementia so much when used regularly. Apparently by 50%!
So good when you really need to sleep and can’t, so effective and cheap.
Hot coffee, Cafe con leche unsweetened or barely sweet (espresso with lots of milk)
Cold coffee, cold brew on ice with a little milk and pretty sweet
Hot black tea with a little milk, or spiced chai with milk and sugar
Cold black tea just ice or mixed with lemonade
Hot green tea nothing just tea
Cold green tea with nothing but ice
I should probably break out the alt account but whatever. No of course not all but probably more of us like it rough than guys do, judging by the comments. One of the best things about getting older, sex-wise, is old guys have stamina and find it harder to get off so can do harder for longer so that I too can get off. I think it’s fair to say that because the stimulation from PIV is indirect (compared to direct clitoral stimulation) in my experience it can work better to be more physically forceful with it.
“Do what you want with me/have your way with me” is not a sexy thing to say though. It sounds like a bad romance novel thing. “What do you want/need?” or “harder please, slower please” you can say what you need without feeling too bossy, if feeling bossy is a turnoff.
This is one of the examples where I like our crazy words because it shows what these were.
The Sun’s Day
The Moon’s day
Tiw’s Day (a god of war)
Odin’s Day - Wodensdag - Wednesday
Thor’s day, Thursday.
Friday - Frigga’s Day
Saturday we get from the Latin, right? Saturn’s day.
So when I am remembering Wednesday it’s always just Odin’s Day Wodensdag Wednesdag Wednesday, I don’t think about it phonetically since I hear it and see it all the time. But I like the word.
A lot of our really not phonetic words work like that, I’m sure Through used to be pronounced more like Thrugh and now it’s throo we just kept the written word the same.
I am a cat person but have had both dogs and cats for 20 years now. I like dogs a lot but would never want to be without a cat in the house.
I’m a native English speaker who learned to read at the same time I was learning to talk, very young, so wasn’t really sounding things out, more looking at the shapes of the words. There were always words I knew, because in context they made sense, but didn’t know how to pronounce!
Our spelling, while nominally phonetic, is really more historical. So I kind of like it now, it shows where words are from.
The only language I’ve tried to learn is Spanish, and I don’t have to worry about the spelling since it’s pretty phonetic and so close to our pronunciation, and I hear it a lot, so I don’t even think about it, any word I can see I can pronounce (but that doesn’t help much with understanding, only with reciting)
A c in English can be K sound or S, I’m not sure how you would have one marker. There are phonetic systems that bridge languages already. If I am writing something phonetically I default to Spanish letters, because their spelling is so consistent.
My kids who are most assuredly not vegan like tofu, I think because it was never a substitute anything for them, just an ingredient I use. Ma Po tofu, kimchi jjigae, miso soup, they love it. The youngest even loves the soft silken tofu in miso or seaweed soup, I don’t like that kind.
Black licorice
Anchovies
Cantaloupe
I love each of them, but all have such unique flavors it’s easy to imagine not liking them.
I feel like she did the best she could. We weren’t close but I don’t feel traumatized by it, and I enjoyed having kids. When she died, the priest was asking my sister for some adjectives to describe my mom for the eulogy and suggested “nurturing” and my sister laughed and said no, not really. And she WAS close with mom, it wasn’t an insult just an observation. We weren’t neglected, certainly not by the standards of the time. And I was so close with my dad, and he died when I was a teenager so I’m glad I got that time with him.
The ex of my husband loved babies, little kids, was a cuddly sort of mom to babies but was an abusive nightmare of a mother to the older kids, like they don’t even talk to her now. He said she loved them only as long as they couldn’t talk back or be their own person - I think that’s so very much worse.
Are you my mother? I asked her once, after I had kids, “I don’t remember you being nice or, like, I dunno, cuddly?”
“I don’t like kids”
“But you had so many!”
“Well I like you all NOW, I knew you would grow up.”
Some bands when I was young (it used to be much easier to sneak backstage) U2, Warren Zevon, Rush, Tom Petty, all were nice.
Some bands before they were famous, Nirvana came here in their little white van to play at a club and I bought a shirt from them. Would have asked them to sign it if I’d had any idea they would get popular.
Once I was literally being frisked against a wall when the British punk band GBH walked by and they yelled shit at the cops, and encouragement at me, which was an experience that made me question the nature of reality. It was surreal. I didn’t meet them, but it certainly made an impression.
One politician, our governor at the time Bob Martinez, when he was working at a restaurant. He looked so fake.
I think all people are just people, basically. Musician, actor, politician, those are just jobs.
My “sassy gay best friend”. Helpful at work and the kind of person who collects people as friends, stays in touch with people we used to work with. My kids like him and we overlap some on music so sometimes we go to shows together.
In general I do have a great group of people to work with.
These look amazing! I think the texture would be so pleasant.
As in operating a car? Yes, it’s fun. When I have new tires I got on the toll road and go real fast around the smooth curves!
As in driving to get places, like work or the grocery, in traffic? No. I take the bike or walk.
So, I like to drive but don’t like needing to drive.
West Central Florida, the growing zone 10. Those daily thunderstorms in the summer are so beautiful. When I was a kid they were like clockwork, then they failed and there was a drought, but they seem to be back for now. Even the flooding in the parks, the “seasonal wetlands” as my ex used to call them, it is so beautiful, wading birds and frog noises. Love summer.
I think the worst may have been my dad dying suddenly when I was a teenager and can’t really think of anything good that came from that.
But my ex getting abusive was traumatic all round for me & the kids so maybe that was worse, and it did have some good knock-on effects - I got my older two kids into colleges away from home so they could be away from him and away from having to help with the younger ones, eventually got the rest of us out and wow did my life take a turn for the better. While his fell apart completely, which (while it’s not a positive development) did give me confidence that he was actually the problem.
No, even here I like summer better than winter. Love the long days, the afternoon storms, it’s too hot but that still feels better to me than cold. Plus the snowbirds go back to their summer homes up north so traffic gets easier.
Winter is nice for gardening though, can grow more things here in the winter.
I love possums but they, like rats (also such amazing creatures) like to move into your walls, eaves, and attics and poop and have babies. I hate and love them. Always cool to see one in the yard. America’s only marsupial, right?
Oh yes. I like to have a drink (obviously) but it has to be one drink, and early. No nightcap, no going to bed with any amount of buzz at all.
Maybe next time.