Coming soon, to a blog post near you... the Thanksgiving Vibrator story and other tales of woe.11/20/2013 I didn’t budget my time properly this morning; forgot I have to work, forgot to take out the trash and stuck my head back under the pillow for some more wonky dreaming when I should have gotten up. So, uninspired and unawake, I’m going to tease you with my coming posts on Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is next week. I know lots of folks have precious memories of their past Thanksgiving holidays. Mine, of course, are tinged with awkward moments and embarrassing over-shares. And though August, according to my brother, is when I go crazy, Thanksgiving seems to be when everyone else around me goes nuts. Sometimes literally: One spectacular Thanksgiving, we spent the in the psych ward with Jesus and his friends. No lie. What’s to come? There’s the “How I learned Billy Connelly jokes are NOT appropriate for wakes” story. Intrigued? Oh, it gets better. Only I seem to be able to link Thanksgiving with my family and threesomes. Yep, you read that right. Thanksgiving. My family. Threesomes. A jolly story, which leads right into a Christmas tale about me, a party, a date and a vibrator. So join me, as tomorrow I’ll start my trip down wacky Thanksgiving lane with my first Thanksgiving in New York.
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