Messy hair and Eeyore pajama pants. Enjoy.
There are a few tags I check on occasionally, so if someone posts something interesting, I check out their blog to see if it would be a good fit. I was doing this earlier, and I’d read probably 6 or 7 pages of his blog, and I was soooo close to hitting follow…
And then I read a post about how he suspects his boss is in the closet. Whatever, we’ve all had those suspicions before….but one of the reasons was that “his wife is the size of a house”, so he doesn’t have to have to have sex with her.
Left his page so fast.
yes, I was naked in that selfie. But now I have to get dressed to go to a movie.
But I also don’t really feel pretty or sexy today. So I don’t know.
There’s bunches of stuff on there. Including a prop Bubo the Owl from the original Clash of the Titans. I don’t know why I need it…I just do.
I’m not trying to call anyone out on this, but…
While my husband is 100% ok with what I post on my Tumblr, I don’t like the attitude like he is somehow the arbiter of what I do or don’t do.
Don’t thank someone other than me for the pictures I take, of myself, to post on my blog. He’s not my keeper, he’s not my jailer, and he is most definitely not my owner.