Fer crying out loud.
I was holding my birth control pill in one hand, decided I needed some milk to wash it down, poured myself a small glass, went to screw the cap back on the milk… and managed to drop the pill into the 1/4 full gallon. Oops. :smack:
So should I wait until my husband gets cranky and starts growing breasts before I tell him why his morning cereal crushes his libido?
[sub]Oh, fine, I dumped it out. But it would have been fun. Or not. I suppose if he grew breasts he’d never leave the house. Look at me, I don’t. [/sub]