The Catherinette Chronicles

One of the benefits of working in the same building for the last 8 years, and having had various office trysts, is walking past places were I enjoyed an illicit kiss or two. Years ago on a Sunday, I “made out” (see Bartles & Jaymes) with my boyfriend at the time in my cubicle. We [...]

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Ah, the sweet sweet joys of womanhood. There are far too many to count: we have jubblies, we can grow other human beings inside our own bodies, we can bring home the bacon and fry it up in a pan, we can even be nominees for the Vice President of the United States. Then there’s [...]

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The first time the College Democrat and I hooked up was Sophomore year. Somehow, he managed to lure me into his dorm room in Hood Hall. He must have tricked me by saying something clever like, “Why don’t you come over?” God, I used to fall for that all the time!! I know better now…well, [...]

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We knocked boots.  3 times.
And we didn’t even talk about feelings.  He was really well behaved.  Except for when we were sitting at the bar before we went to the movies, and he propositioned me and asked me if I wanted to grab his package.  I went ahead and declined his invitation as we were [...]

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In preparation for the bad decision I’m planning on making about 3D, I did a little online shopping.
I’m a bachelorette, and every bachelorette needs at least one hot outfit.  I’m not talking jeans with a cute top.  I’m talking about the matching set that you wear under the jeans and cute top. 
Having been with 3D [...]

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How did people in the 1950’s do it? How do the Mormons and the Amish do it? How do people in more conservative countries do it? Dating without being able to do anything-I mean anything is frustrating. One of the added bonuses of getting all sick and being on antibiotics was developing an infection in [...]

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There are things that people never tell you as you grow up. Things that you believe will change in your life once you reach your 30’s. We’ll I’m here to straighten you out.
You’ll stop breaking out.
Is there a point when break outs ever stop? I look nothing like a teenager, and yet my face likes [...]

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