Watching Wendy Williams on YouTube after the kids go to bed is my guilty pleasure. I love her Hot Topics take-no-prisoners candor as she gossips about celebrity culture.
But then sometimes she and her panels talk about sex, and...I squirm, get frustrated and have to walk away from my computer. Sometimes to the point where I promise myself to never watch her show again. (Of course, I can't help myself.)
Case in point: Here, Wendy and her panel talk about scheduling sex - watch as the discussion heats up at 7:18.
Very excited to announce my new video series called Eat Drink Love. It's all about creating happy relationships and memories with yummy food and drink. Here is the first attempt at creating this video series and any feedback you have is greatly appreciated.
The good news…I’m into my skinny jeans (holy cow!) I couldn’t believe it. Emboldened by seeing my clothes looser around my childbearing hips I thought, “Why don’t I see how far I can bring my skinny jeans up my thighs.” I pulled them up and did up the button—I can even breath and sit down. Genuinely astonished!
The bad news…I’m only human My passive aggressive side came out this week.
What is Intimacy? Too often people assume that the word ‘intimacy’ has to do solely with sex: saying things like, “Let’s get intimate tonight.” When I appear on some TV shows, the producers ask me to substitute the word ‘intimacy’ for ‘sex’ to make the segment ‘kid friendly’.
Ode to my Lingerie Draw Since university—while living on spaghetti and adrenaline—I’ve always had a drawer full of beautiful, expensive lingerie. It cusped on obsession. And this was before the Victoria Secret took the world by storm.
In my twenties, I swore up, down and sideways that unless it had to do with period-panties, I would NEVER under any conditions, ever, wear cotton undies.
Struck with The Baby Blues I suppose I’m lucky. I’ve dealt with mild depression for twenty years. Managed by an on-going regime of eating well, exercise and understanding what is happening, rather than fighting it.
With both babies my post-partum depression has come out suddenly—mostly when I’m exhausted—stays a while and then goes away. My world hasn’t been turned upside down because I’m used to depression; it’s more of a hugely inconvenient blip.
This love affair with natural herbal supplements started in those experimental days of University. I discovered how ginseng gives you pep, as well how St. John’s Wort is the only thing that will calm me down when I’m in the midst of an evil-PMS episode.