Is it wrong for me to have thought of the Cordettes with the cheerleaders and red convertable (convertablo) picture?

Not wrong - the 3 senior girls (the one driving and then the 2 in the middle) were as bitchy as any Cordette. The redhead next to me is the one who talked me into trying out.

Thanks, guys. I just felt the need to scan in my favorites before something happens.

Fay, it's like maxipads were some sort of magical key...

What a wonderous land is Egypt.

...I know there's a gag to be had about the parting of the Red Sea, but it'd be a tasteless gag, so I shall eschew it. 'cause, you know, I'm never tasteless.

whistles.

Hee! And yet? Funny.

I remember knowing which high school teachers would be stricken if you told them you had cramps, to get out of class.

Don't get that...nobody's gonna think they're *his* They'll think he's a good bf. Guys? Enlighten me about this heartburn, please?

I cannot. I don't have this weird squick about purchasing feminine products (or condoms, for that matter), nor do I even remotely understand it.

juliana, that picture of you with your grandfather is absolutely wonderful.

We just got back from the M's game, where we got to see Ichiro hit a homer off the facing of the Hit It Here Cafe (200 level), which they called 428 feet, and then in his next at-bat hit a standard Safeco Field homer that just cleared the right field wall. He should stay in Seattle so when he gets older and slower and decides to focus less on average and more on power he'll be in a park that loves the lefties.

We didn't take Annabel with us for a change, because she's gotten so set in her 1:00 nap that I don't like to mess with it. This after saying I'd never let myself become slave to a kid's naptime. One of these days I'll get "never' out of my vocabulary WRT kids. The neighbors watched her, and had all kinds of plans for the wading pool and the other neighbors' kid once she woke up.

It took her an hour to get to sleep, what with her being all Not My Crib! and Not My Mama!, but she didn't wake up till we got home. I hope this doesn't mean being up till midnight or waking up at 5:00.

Is VCOB good with communicating with you?

We don't talk a lot in general--with him 17 years older than me, we've never become super-close. But I think he understands my frustration at being left out of the loop, and will be sure to let me know anything new he learns.

Go Sean! I knew you were a Tampax man!

Seriously, what are these men thinking?

"OMG, complete strangers will think I a really butch woman...."

::GASP:: Quel horror!

I don't know. There was a comedian, Rich Scheider maybe, something like that (he did a "Canyon Man" bit), and part of his act was mocking the men who wouldn't buy supplies for their girlfriends and wives. I can only remember him saying something like he was waving them around saying, "I've got a womaaaaaaaaaaaaaan."

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Per google, it looks like it was Ritch Shydner.

It made me mad, I mean it was MIDOL. Not like I'd asked him to go in and buy a huge economy size of Kotex and a selection of tampons.

Bec once got me to buy no less than sixteen boxes of tampons for our eight-week vacation. I was not squicked, but I was baffled. I restrained the urge to wave them around, as I think the message might have been "I've got a womaaaaaaaaaaaaaan... With serious issues..."

Turns out they were for a friend of hers in Egypt who was having trouble finding them over there.

Turns out they were for a friend of hers in Egypt who was having trouble finding them over there.

Heh. Try being on a naval base in the middle of the Indian Ocean when the ship's store runs out of feminine hygiene products. Rationing tampons? Almost, but fortunately a transport came in with more before it had a chance to get ugly. They did often ration chocolate and soap, though, between shipments.