Thing happens to a girl when she turns thirty something.My sex drive finally matches Greg's. When we (ahem) were first married. (Don't blog 'bout sex, don't blog 'bout sex ...) [edit]
You notice things in the mirror ... I see wrinkles and freckles which might not be freckles ... I think they are age spots? I have no memory ever of my parents using sunscreen on me ... I do remember lots of too much sun migraines and laying in cool water for bad sunburns.
So ... I paid for rehab.
In fourteen days I should be pretty. On the outside. I guess I should get one of those colon cleanses to go alone with my face thing.
Every girl wants a clean colon.
And smooth soft skin.
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I say yay for women with high sex drives. I welcome the dirty thirties for my wife with open arms. :)
I've noticed the wrinkles. and have tried all of the anti-aging crap. It doesn't work. The only thing I've noticed that seems to make the tiniest bit of difference for me, is not wearing foundation (which seems to fill in the cracks quite nicely---and accentuates them), and getting 60 watt or less light bulbs in my bathroom, so I can't quite see the wrinkles are well.
I figure if I can't see them, no one else will either. Right? RIGHT?!
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