When I was small, I was curious about male anatomy, so I asked my mom to explain the difference between boys and girls. She turned to me and said, "Honey, boys have hoses in their pants and that's how they pee." Needless to say, I was terrified of garden hoses flying out of their pants for years...and always felt weird when I was watering the flowers. It felt...well, wrong.

In high school, I thought it'd be so cool to get a tattoo on my lower back. Some sort of vine...or leafy thing. No meaning, just thought it'd be sweet. This is before this was coined a "tramp stamp". There are so many moments that I'm grateful my parents were strict. And many of my friends who got tattoos had them removed years later...

Love the "how to cook a steak" segment. Genius. And comes in particularly handy for me since I don't have a grill. Damn condo living.

Love how all these women are throwing themselves at you. Well, I think they're all women. At the looks of things you won't need Match afterall, which will save you some $. My friend introduced me to your blog yesterday and already I'm in love. Nicely done. And Peanut is adorable.