Posted by Mary Diamond on 01/20/2008
Why are men so clueless?
It’s effing five in the morning and I’m too pissed off to sleep. My husband just crawled into bed at around four, after galavanting around with his friends who smoke. He stinks like cigarettes, he’s emanating cold, and just moments after I wake up to this I hear the baby crying.
So I get up, feed him a four ounce bottle and try to climb back into bed, but I’m just so angry I can’t stop twitching. I spent the whole late afternoon/evening blatantly attempting to seduce him. He won’t keep his hands off me during the day, when at least one kid is always awake and I’m not comfortable being sexual. Finally, it’s a Saturday night and I tell him all the things I want to do -am willing to do- and his response is to completely ignore it.
After thinking about it all afternoon, grooming myself for sex most of the night, and crawling into bed with candles lit and wearing nothing but his oversized (on me) football jersey and pigtails -I worked myself into a frenzy and then fell asleep. Now I’m nothing but nauseous and pissed off. Meanwhile, he’s snoozing soundly in our bed.
It’s not like I wanted him to stay home and screw me. He could have at least come home when the goddamn bar closed down. Hell, he could even have answered his phone when I tried to call and find out when he was thinking about coming home.
Whatever. Guess I’ll play video games until the kids get up.
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Posted by Mary Diamond on 01/13/2008
Sweeney Todd was actually pretty good. It’s in the “five buck club” where I live, so I finally went and saw it with some friends. The gore was pretty fake looking (which I prefer) but a little over the top. I was surprised, once again, to see actors who I never really thought of as singers in a musical rockin’ out.
I’ve always liked Helena Bonham Carter anyway, and Tim Burton hasn’t really made anything I didn’t like. The intro was mediocre CGI, and there were a few parts in the course of the movie with obvious alterations, but overall I was quite entertained. The volume of fake blood we saw in the movie, however, was nearly dwarfed by the amount I lost while watching it. See, it’s my time of the month and since I had an I.U.D. implanted about two months ago, I get hit hard by my monthly visitor. I actually changed clothes after the movie, and then bled through a second pair of jeans afterwards at the bar. My two favorite pairs of jeans, in one night.
As much as I believe in the natural cycle of things being best, regardless how disgusting or inconvenient -I really hate having a period. I know it’s part of being a woman, and most of the time I cringe at women who bitch about their periods or other feminine issues. Suck it up, that’s life, if you want to be able to bear life from your own loins you have to be willing to deal with the maintenance of said equipment. But lately I’m beginning to soften on the whole issue.
Sorry if that’s T.M.I. but what are blogs for, right?
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