Back It Up

Happy Sunday, folks! We hope you’ve all recovered from your long road trips, Tryptophan hangovers and Black Friday super sales. Since you may have been indulging in one or more of the previously mentioned spectacular holiday events, here’s your weekly Eve-101 recap…

While perusing this week’s highlights, you may notice that we had a little contest around these parts on Tuesday. And being as how I’m still feeling quite indecisive I need your help. I’ve narrowed down my top 3 choices to win some Eve-101 paraphernalia, but I’m going to leave it up to you, our loyal readers to vote on the winner. Simply cast your vote in the comment section for which answer you fancy the most…# 1, 2, or 3.

In no particular order, these were their answers to the question:

You’re most outrageous Thanksgiving memory is?

1) “Nothing terribly outrageous. Oh - spending it in a psych ward?? Does that count?”

2) “My most outrageous Thanksgiving memory is when my brother-in-law refused to take off his hat at the dinner table, so my old man said, “ok then”, and dropped trou in front of all of us and sat back down at the table. Apparently if you some wear hats, some *dont* need pants…it was truly horrifying”

3) “Most outrageous Thanksgiving….besides the cousins doing it with each other in the bathroom? They all kind of blend into one another that I’m desensitized by any kind of outrageousness going on at this point. It’s just a very unusual day.”

Please cast your vote in the comment section with a # 1, 2 or 3. Remember, you decide who wins!

Now, on to the week in review…

McLovin’ It…Or Not.

It seems this past July, Phillip Sherman left his cell phone behind at a Fayetteville, Arkansas McDonald’s;  a cell phone that contained nude and racy pictures of his wife, Tina.  While employees of the franchise assured Sherman they would keep the phone secure until it could be returned, the photos were leaked onto an internet website along with Tina Sherman’s name, address and telephone number.

While the cat’s away…

Since you’re all grown-ups and you know right from wrong (you do, don’t you?) the last thing you need to read is an inspirational message from me about all of the things you should be appreciative for. Instead let’s purge all of our pre-holiday frustrations about the things we aren’t so thrilled about, m’kay?

Packed Up and Ready To Rage

Ahhh, to be on the open road during the Holiday Season.  While many of you might be staying local for tomorrow’s feast and festivities; others know all too well they’re in for some mighty fun and ultra relaxing Holiday Driving!  The stress up till now has been fairly low maintenance.  You know who’s bringing who, who’s bringing what and to whose house; now it’s time to pack up your car, your patience and get there.  Assuming, that is, you still want to go.

Happy Endings

Dear Eve,

I’m all for intimacy and cuddling after sex, but at what point do you get cleaned up? I’ve read a lot here about doing it, but there’s not much mention of the fact that after sex, you are both all sweaty and sticky. So, what do you do? Do you just lay there in it with jizz oozing down your leg? That’s REAL romantic! Does anyone go to sleep like that?

Personally, I like to head straight for the shower as soon as my boyfriend and I are finished, but he hates it. He wants me to lay and snuggle in our filth.  I’m starting to feel guilty and like I’m not romantic enough for him, but I just feel gross afterwards and must clean myself immediately.

Feeling Naughty, or Nice?

Now that we’ve managed to make it through Thanksgiving, we have one more month left to go in the official Holiday Season.  Like the song says, it’s the most wonderful time of the year, and I think I understand why.  There seems to be a school of thought that we can get away with anything right now, and chalk it all up to it being ‘The Holidays’.  December is the most excuse laden month of the year, just right for all of us questionable guys and gals that have been waiting eleven months for a little guilt free indulgence and debauchery.  Just me?

May you all be enjoying full bellies and very little debt on this post Thanksgiving day of rest. We’ll see you next week for yet another supercalifragalisticexpealodocious time here at Eve-101!

What a week it was!

It was a historic week for those of us in the the good ‘ol U.S. of A! Millions of American citizens made their way to the polls; subsequently some celebrated the results and others called their physicians for anti-depressants. Meanwhile we here at Eve-101.com kept plugging along. If you are just resurfacing here is the week in review:

Pageantry and Punditry:

Election 2008 was the Mother of all Reality Shows, complete with developed characters for our viewing pleasure.  We had Joe Six Pack, Joe the Plumber, the Maverick, the Hockey Mom, a-nother Joe (Joey B so you’re not confused), Shrillary and the Not-So-Token Black guy.  Seven individuals all picked together to fuel their campaigns and find out what happens when people stop being polite and start getting desperate.

Git ‘er dun!:

Ahhh, endless hours of mind numbing escapes from reality…otherwise known as the new American pastime which is Reality TV.  Being one that rarely flips channels I had no idea there was such a vast array of options. Seemingly endless guilty pleasures all scripted to make the average, quasi rational person feel as though their life is beyond spectacular in comparison to the train wrecks seeping through the cable box.

Darling, won’t you go and cut your…foreskin?:

Dear Eve,

I am dating a wonderful, wonderful man.  He is successful, romantic and fun.  We get along and share many common interests.  We have a great physical chemistry.  Or we did.  This is the reason I am writing, I am hoping you or your readers might be able to help me with my phobia.  This man and I were intimate for the first time ever about two weeks ago and I discovered that he is uncircumcised.  I have never even seen a penis like his before and honestly I just didn’t know what to do with it.  I know I am acting strange, we haven’t been intimate since then, but I know he can tell I am avoiding it  And next weekend we have an overnight trip planned. Do you have any advice on how to get over this fear?  I can’t help it, I don’t like it and I wish I could ask him to take care of it but I realize we haven’t been together long enough yet.  Also, I know I couldn’t marry him unless he did get it taken care of, should I just break it off now?  Or should I sacrifice for now and hope that I can change him later?  And last of all, do you have any tips for dealing with an uncircumcised penis?

Colon Munchers:

It’s a stinky topic and certainly not one that’s appropriate dinner conversation. Nonetheless, ignorance is not bliss when it pertains to the overabundance of Protozoa, Trematoda, Cestoda and Nematoda living in your guts. Are you aware that 85% of Americans are contaminated with itsy-bitsy, mass-multiplying, burrowing aliens that are making Swiss cheese out of our innards? Sounds delicious, no? Wait! Don’t go…I’m here to help you rid the worms from your bowels.

Rushio and Hesitette: A Cautionary Tale:

When we are young we often have poetic notions of love swirling around our minds, like a Hollywood movie playing on repeat. It is idealistic and impractical, yet we seek it out just the same. But when we enter into a relationship with these idealist notions in mind, we often lose ourselves in an attempt to “become.” We cast aside our own vulnerable identities and try to be what we perceive to be our partners ideal, fearful that who we truly are might be too much…or not enough at all.

Food Porn For Thought:

Preparing and cooking a meal can evoke incredibly passionate feelings.  For some, those feelings are, ‘I love my family.  Nothing makes me happier than when we all sit down to a homemade meal.’  For others it’s closer to, ‘Holy Shit!  You can microwave bacon?!’…the latter usually surfacing around 2 a.m.  Either way or in between our bodies are our temples and some of us hold sacred the act of feeding them their daily bread.

There you have it folks, the Eve-101 week in review.

How was your week? Were you satisfied with the results of the Presidential race? Would you consider getting married at a demolition derby? Do you think it’s reasonable to ask a man to remove his foreskin? Is colon cleansing a fad or a necessary evil? And what’s in your fridge? So many questions so much to discuss. Let the games begin…

Happy Sunday!
Kiss-Kiss
Love-Love,
Eve-101

On the seventh day…

It was a fun-filled week here at Eve-101, chock full of our favorite things..sex, love, relationships, scandals, sluts and more sex.

Rather than make you work on this day of rest we’ve put together a handy Week in Review guide just for you, our loyal readers.

Although the ghosts and goblins may be gone, this party isn’t over. So grab the Tootsie Rolls and Twizzlers, skim, click, read and enjoy Eve-101…

Fetish-tastic:

The fact that there are people out there that get all jolly in their junk watching balloons pop or getting peed on, well, it makes me feel less self conscious about my occasional desire for a firm (ehm) hand.

Falling Off The Pedestal:

Unfortunately, all too often we become so preoccupied with what we perceive to be the deficiencies of others that we negate to take responsibility for our own thoughts and actions.

Theeeeey’rrrrre baaaack!:

I am an 80’s girl.  I grew up dancing around the living room to Cyndi Lauper and Duran Duran records in my legwarmers and acid washed jeans, clinging tight to my rainbow bright doll. Happiness was a warm crimping iron.  I had jellies in 8 different colors. It is a decade that will always have a special place in my heart.

Now Serving: Mommy’s Sloppy Seconds:

Dear Eve,

Last spring my Mom was killed in a car accident.  I came home from college at the end of the semester to help my Step-Dad pack up her things and we spent a lot of time talking about my Mom. One night we decided to open a bottle of her favorite wine to toast her memory, and before I knew it my Step-Dad and I were making love on the living room floor.

Trick-or-tart?:

When exactly did Girls Gone Wild become the official sponsor for Halloween? Because it’s just asinine, and really ladies…it’s beneath us to accept it.

Too Much Information:

In particular, there are three topics of conversation I would kindly ask you keep to yourself.  Not about censorship here, I just don’t want to have to process it while I am in line for an iced coffee.

From our family to yours, may your day of rest be…well, restful. While you’re here, why don’t you take a moment and tell us how we’re doing. Is Eve helping you attain your daily requirement of useful (and sometimes trivial) information? Are we bringing you enough peace, joy and mentally disturbing images? What can we do for YOU? Nudity and bestiality excluded, you sickos!