Then why do I feel like absolute shit about it. I may need someone to put on an Aimee mask and come tell her for me. This girl can talk me into anything.

You feel like shit because it put you in a terribly awkward position. But that is not your fault, and you are absolutely in the right.

Aimée you feel like shit because you love your friend and wish you could do everything for her and be with her at every happy moment. It's your big heart bursting.

t puts head on Bitche's shoulder

So, word on the street is I'm getting married in two years.

Send your family over to Nora's house where they can't pee. That'll learn 'em.

I may need someone to put on an Aimee mask and come tell her for me. This girl can talk me into anything

t knocks everyone out of way and grabs Aimee mask

Good for your Aimee- good luck going through with telling her, etc. It *really* is the right decision, though, if that helps.

Stephanie!!!! She just snuck in here! How's family life?!?!??!

Yo, let Trudy do it.

Don't feel bad, Aimee. I had to do the same thing for my friend's bachelorette party in Chicago. L. really tried to persuade me, but I was all "DUDE. I don't have any money."

Of course, I wanted to go, but I didn't really feel bad. It was her choice to have it in another city, and if my finances couldn't stretch, not my fault. I went to her shower and wedding, and helped all I could, and everything was fine.

I wish you didn't feel bad, Aimee, because you're being both responsible and kind.

happy free pee

Nuthin' better!

Another camping incident of note involved the disposal of a small cylindrical feminine product on a mountain side covered with small rocks. I did not have the appropriate equipment for deep burial and felt pretty damn quilty about it. So...I trod the rocky incline for what seemed like about a half hour, looking for the perfect place to deposit the offending object. Please understand, the rocks were uncountable in number. Roughly a trillion.

Finally, I settled on the one...if not the RIGHT one, which lay about 3/4 up the rise. I picked it up and what did I find underneath? Another tampon!! I swear, I nearly swallowed my tongue.

I went mad kicking over dozens of other rocks to determine whether or not I'd stumbled onto some sacred tampon burial ground but nope...my rock simply turned out to be some spiritual sister's 'right rock' too.

Life is such a mystery.

Yo, let Trudy do it.

nuh uh !

I've met B, she is SCARY with the charm and the gorgeous and the loving and the warm. Ain't no way I could stand up to that. I just want the mask.