me neither. sounds vaguely sexual.
the busy bee has no time for sorrow.
I think Tom means train but you probably knew that. heh
oops. wtf. yes train. fixed.
Welcome to the joke, Marc.
Do you cook? Would you give me your favorite recipe?
OK, I thought of the meanest thing I have ever done... I use to "hang out" with this dude named Andrew. We were not really dating, just hung out on and off. We had been honest about the fact we weren't looking for a relationship. Then out of the blue he tells me he met someone, was very happy, she was the one, blah blah. I was a little bummed out about it but i had several other "friends" I hung out with. But I did like going out with Andrew because he liked to shoot pool and play darts too. He didn't want to lose me as a friend so he asked me to come out and meet him and his new girlfriend. I agreed and everything was cool.
Andrew occasionally made some comments about how he missed me, not me really but my ummm skills I guess. Apparently the love of his life kind of sucked in bed. I would just laugh it off because he was drunk and didn't really mean it... or so I thought.
Then Andrew decided to marry the girl, I was happy for him, although his comments were getting more and more frequent which worried me. Then his girlfriend asked me to help them plan the wedding. I would spend a lot of time at their place with the two of them helping with the planning.
Then one weekend Andrew called me up to come over and have some beers. I had assumed the girl would be there but when I got there she wasn't and Andrew was already drinking. It started out innocent enough but then we got drunk, he kept making comments and I kept laughing it off. Then when he brought me a beer he kissed me. I was a bit drunk and one thing led to another and I ended up fucking him in his girlfriends house.
After it was over I felt horrible, we said it would never happen again. After that though I felt so guilty that I backed out of helping them with their wedding. Part of it was guilt and the other part was I just didn't think he should marry her, especially without telling her what had happened. I didn't want to tell her myself though. So I kind of just stopped calling or answering their calls.
She did eventually find out there was something going on with us, but she still married him. He has called me since the wedding to tell me how much he misses me. I finally just stopped talking to him because it was just too weird.
That is the meanest thing I think I have done.
My biggest regret is letting a man break me. After I left the father of my kids I found a man that hurt me in such a way that it kind of ruined me for a very long time. I turned myself off, would not allow any feelings to be shown, married a man I didn't love because I knew he wouldn't hurt me or my kids and stayed in that relationship for a very long time just to avoid pain. I kind of hid from life for a majority of my 20's because I just couldn't let myself be hurt again. I missed out on a lot. So now I am 37 and just finding out the person I am. It has been a great journey, but I often wonder how life would have been different had that not happened.
You're still blaming yourself for other guys cheating on their girlfirends with you. It wasn't mean of you as a single chick to fuck this guy. The guy was in the relationship. he was the mean one. Sure, maybe it wasn't going to score you points with the girl but this should not be something to keep blaming yourself for. Your regret should be dating so many abusers and cheaters, not that you hurt some girl, because it wasn't you who hurt her.
You also should have learned from the boring guy you weren't in love with. That's the guy that should have broke the pattern you were in. Instead you rejected and resented that relationship and made it your biggest regret. I obviously don't mean you should have forced yourself to love him forever but that was your stepping stone out of the pattern. You even recognized it wasn't what you were used to but you chalk that up as a non match and you follow whatever attracted you to his type. Easier said than done yes, but the fact that you labeled that relationship as a regret in your life is the exact reason you found more cheaters after the fact. Change was scary. It wasn't something you were used to and because he wasn't the one to spend the rest of your life with you rejected it. I can even understand regretting the getting married part but look at what you said about that guy. You knew he wouldn't hurt you or your kids. Prior to that you only felt pain and you knew you wouldn't have to feel that pain as long as you were with him. It's healthy to be with people you feel safe with. You don't have to marry them all but you certainly should surround yourself with as many of those people as possible and out of those healthy relationships and friendships is where you will find what you are looking for.
So, how was the bar last night? Did you beat anyone with your crutch?
whew, all that seriousness is out of the way for a minute. Yay
Negative people drain my energy so I try to avoid them. I like to be happy, even when I am sad, I always try to find the humor in any situation. If someone is always a negative nelly then I choose not to interact with them. That is why I usually stick to about 6 threads on this site.
Boarderwoozel: After having a conversation with him in camping last year I have confirmation that he is a freak. I might learn something new.
Zack: Because he has been posting his tongue all over the internet. I think most women on here (and half the men) would agree that it is quite intriguing.
Marc S: Because he is a very sweet guy who also has some freakish tendencies I think.
Tommy: How else will I give him that party baby we discussed over a year ago?
man... I am having a hard time coming up with a 4th. The only way to decide it would be to have a dance off since I am a sucker for a guy who can dance.
Ally because I already love her and I know she would make my first girl on girl experience the best it can be (she would even bring the water bottles in case I get thirsty)
Barbara because she is so fucking hot.
Amy, again, I have a thing for girls/guys with a little inner freak in them.
Ivy, because she can dance.
Chia pet, I have a feeling she has a ton of accessories, since she loves to shop.
And no you can't watch, it's not as romantic with an audience.
1 bag precooked frozen shrimp
2 cucumbers (i usually scrape the seeds out to make it less bitter)
3 roma tomatoes
1 bunch cilantro
2 jalepenos or serranos (more if you like more heat)
2 limes (just for the juice)
1/2 a bottle of clamato juice
I cut up everything and throw it in a big bowl, then the juice of the limes and the clamato juice. I also throw in some hot sauce. I use to use tapatio but have since discovered siracha which I like the flavor of more. It is soooo yummy. OK now I am hungry.
Fax, Tony was not the regret, the regret was prior to Tony. I lived with another man between the father of my kids and my husband. This man hurt my daughter which is what ruined me. Tony was a good man but he didn't love me, and I didn't love him. He needed to stay in the country and I needed financial support. We stayed together for 8 years but it was a loveless marriage where he cheated on me the entire time, with my knowledge. So I should have stayed with him just because he was a good guy on some levels? I deserve more. I deserve the butterflies in my belly when my man walks into the room. No one should settle for less.
You seem very quick to judge other peoples relationships. Until you walk a mile in someones shoes you should try to avoid judging them.
Yes, daxton i will quit with the therapy session.
Loca, ever made ceviche with uncooked seafood? I'm thinking of trying it sometime. Making gazpacho after work today for the 1st time. I'm excited.
The first time I made ceviche I made it with uncooked shrimp, you soak them in lime juice prior in order to cook them, but they didn't seem to cook all the way, they had this kind of greyish color still. No matter how long I kept them in the lime juice. I finally just pan sauteed them real quick before throwing them in the bowl. I was scared of getting sick.
I also want to try the same recipe but get some crab too. Damnit, I am craving seafood right now.
Fax, I really don't mind answering the questions, but you seem to try to convince me that the choices I have made in life were wrong, or the way I feel about those choices are wrong. I feel guilty because I fucked a guy who was engaged, and I was somewhat friends with his fiance. A woman shouldn't do that. Yes, he has a lot of blame in the situation because he should also know better. But it takes two people to cheat. I am no better than he is. I could have stopped it.
I also can't help how I feel, I am cool with answering any question, just please try not to tell me that my answers, or the way I feel/think are wrong.
Idk if this already came up but what kind of beer or drinks will you be bringing to the campground?? Have you come to a final ruling?
I was thinking miller lite during the day, because I can drink on that all day long in the heat and not really get too drunk, just maintain the buzz and then bring some darker more enjoyable beer for night, probably Moose Drool. But now I found out they have Four Peaks Kiltlifter at the brewery in Tempe so I might just go with that for the entire time since it is not all that dark and heavy but really enjoyable. I am going to my sisters this weekend so we may have to try the Kiltlifter in the can to see if it is as good as the draft, ok maybe not as good but tasty.
I think Pot should go next.
My perfect day would be waking up in a hotel room/house on a beach somewhere, preferably Hawaii but I am not really that picky, as long as I can smell the ocean air and hear the waves. Of course Nick would be with me and we would... hang out for a bit. Then once we were wide awake we would go sit out on the balcony having some coffee and watching the waves wash the footprints off the sand.
We would of course smoke a little and enjoy the cool breeze, there would be no crying kids or anything to disturb my zen moment.
Then once we started getting hungry we would meet my sister and her boyfriend (who of course is on our vacation with us) at a nice restaurant somewhere on the beach. They would have the best bagels and lox in the area and some wonderful mimosas.
After breakfast the boys would go do something manly while my sister and I do some shopping, walk down the beach, enjoy the sun and breeze, and I get hot rock massages at the hotel spa, maybe even a facial. Pampering ourselves and drinking champagne served to us by some scantily clad hot man (or woman).
Then we would walk down the beach to find the boys who find a hidden little local bar, nothing touristy, it will probably just have a hidden door with the word COCKTAILS over it. We will play some pool, put some money in the jukebox, make friends with the bartender and ask him where the best place would be to get a great seafood dinner and then do some dancing. We would also get a recommendation for a local tattoo parlor from whoever has the best body art work in the bar.
We would go get tattoos, then go back to the hotel, get all dolled up and go have an amazing dinner, probably some crab legs or some wonderful fish dish. It will be cooked to perfection and they of course will have a wonderful beer selection. We will have a few beers, talk for awhile, then head out to do some dancing. Wherever we end up will have a pool table and an awesome dj. The boys will play pool while my sister and I get our groove on.
Then after dancing we will walk/stumble back to the hotel, my sister and her boyfriend will go to their room and Nick and I will go to ours. We will go out on our semi secluded balcony and fuck like bunnies under the stars with the sound of the waves in the background.
OK for pictures, I lost most of them off my computer but here are a couple...
My sister and I on the beach in Hawaii.
My girlfriends and I before a night out on the town.
Enjoying some beers at the Kona Brewery.