Corsets, dildos, and bad 80s pop. How I spent my weekend.

I kind of want to erase the memory of my last post as quickly as possible, because I hate to indulge in a pity party. It’s hard not to succumb to one every now and then but I refuse to let them take over my life. Please forgive and bear with me. I’m not as frail as I once was but I am still human and I expect this to be a bumpy road. Also, I won’t allow the insensitive things that people say get to me. I believe strongly that a karma boomerang is going to hit the “mensch” who keeps posting mean things in my blog. If you don’t like what I have to say, why do you keep returning? I digress, you’re not worth the time to even mention here. [Read more...]