One of the guys told me this morning that my sweater reminded him he had to pee.
One is onsite sending me videos of cockroaches that he’s killing with some kind of spray.
And another is texting me about what to get his girlfriend for her birthday.
Being mom to 25 men is great.
Diana retweeted
As a neurodivergent person, I do NOT believe in social hierarchy. We are all just regular degular humans. The only thing impressive is how you treat others
At 16 I told my dad that my boss (40) had crawled across the floor behind me, covered my eyes, and whispered, “Hi, pretty,” in my ear.
He just grabbed his keys and walked out, came back after dinner, and told me I could quit, but that I’d be safe if I wanted to go back.
❤️
Just absentmindedly rubbing my sore glute in the grocery store as I zone out comparing energy drinks, then realizing I’m blocking not one, but two people with my ass rubbing.
So, the usual.
My heart was so happy to learn this that I decided to rock the Virginia shirt today.
Virginia is for ALL the lovers.
Hula hooping in my garage before 5am and this video comes on, and yep, I’m living proof of this claim.
Awww, the mean girl blocked me.
For the record, your opinion of me means nothing. You might as well keep it to yourself.
Well that was the most chatty, helpful, upbeat group of guys I’ve met on a job site in a long time. I even got serenaded to Eye of the Tiger.
Bought this two-pack today because I keep forgetting, and I really think my armpits deserve to discover what “sexy intrigue” smells like.
Starting tomorrow I fully expect to sexily intrigue everyone in the room any time I raise my arms.
I’m not a chip person, but I suddenly have a mighty need for jalapeño kettle chips. Fucking hormones.

















