~Wrinkly old ball sacs…do men’s ball sacs wrinkle as they age? Is there a surgical procedure to rejuvenate a man’s precious jewel holder….that wrinkled kinky haired scrotum, nut bag, jewel pouch? Do women leave their old wrinkled ball sac men for younger smoother scrotes? How do men handle the loss of luster to their ball [...]
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Old Wrinkled Ball Sac~
Posted in Every~day~ness, The TMI Chronicles, tagged ball sac, kinky hair, scrotum, wrinkled on June 15, 2010 | 14 Comments »
Progress…of sorts…
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged bad people, betrayals, child abuse, disability, TMI, walker on February 13, 2010 | 5 Comments »
Without realizing it…I sat down on the couch without my walker…woohoo…typically I drag the damn thing around when I don’t feel steady on my feet and I also need it to assist myself as I get up from where I’m seated…usually the pot (sorry TMI) or the couch. I also hold on to it as [...]
Where’d my hotitudeness go? ~~ and other randomness~
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged cripple dating, fuck, hotitude, randomness on February 12, 2010 | 4 Comments »
So I shared a wonderful image of what my legs look like expecting others would share that the mental image they were left with would cause them to throw up in their mouth like I do when I see my once fabulously hairless legs….instead I was treated to confirmation that I am not the only North [...]
I don’t always answer the question…and why I don’t~
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged atttention, complain, pity, surgery on September 16, 2009 | 2 Comments »
I grew up with a mother that never passed on answering the question of “How are you?” She would answer in detail……we are talking everything from bowel issues, menstrual, pms, you name it issues, real or imagined, In her case, mostly imagined, I used to cringe when anyone asked her, it got to the point [...]
If you need anything give me a call~
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged gutter, healing magic, human touch, massage, need, personal, strong hands on August 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I hear that often…I’ve even said that myself a time or two or ten, and I mean it, as I’m sure those that say it to me mean it as well. But what if what I truly need is something quite simple yet very personal? Get your minds out of the gutter if it is [...]
~Dear Menopause~
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged bitch, hormone, menopause, syndrome, weight gain on August 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Dear Menopause, I admire your persistence. I really do (not). You’re tenacious, and—generally speaking—I like that in a syndrome. The way you valiantly infiltrate one part of my life after another despite my previous attempt to tame you with artificial hormone regulation… well, it’s something to behold. I have to give you that. The slow [...]
The Bleeding Chronicles & other stuff ~
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged Aunt Flo, bleeding, company, conversation, menopause on August 4, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Good, bad and ugly, I had all those and then some today. Good: company, conversation, technology & modern day inventions. Bad: rags, ragging, bleeding visits. Ugly: me, menopause, cleaning the rags The other stuff, found money, not what we thought, family reunions, relationships, getting old, outhouses & tp alternatives…so that was the condensed version….I’ll [...]
Time to de-fur ~
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged clog, hairy, natural, razor on August 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Today I will wield a razor to my legs, I have been sporting a most natural and unattractive look that is quite hairy, I will proceed to de-fur myself and will once again have smooth if somewhat ashy legs, ashy due to lotion making me itch lately….thankfully I’m past the stage where I give a [...]
Funny, but not very
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged gum, overdose, pill, swallow on July 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
So I’m sitting here at my desk, participating in Friday’s chat, I think to myself, self, it’s time to take your pain pill. I take the gum out of my mouth and put it on the pill bottle lid, take a pill out of the bottle, take my pill and swallow it, or did I? [...]
On becoming a woman~
Posted in The TMI Chronicles, tagged balls, check up, Chihuahua, pain killers on July 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
When I was 10 an unexpected visitor woke me up in the middle of the night, rushed me to the bathroom, and left me bloodied and scared. I woke up a woman….then I came to learn that I’m bigger than a Chihuahua, smaller than cotton balls or any other type of balls, and just about [...]