For the last 20 ohmygodI’mnotkidding years, I’ve had painful ovulation followed by puffy, painful, uterus-numbing cramps. I’ve been told to “suck it up”, to take an Asprin and call back in the morning, to eat some chocolate and get over it.
When I turned 25 and had my first “real job” with my first “real insurance” and “real boyfriend”, I decided to stop putting up with it and have someone fix me. Mr. Flinger (pre-Flinger days) urged me to find someone to help because sitting on the floor crying in the bathroom for 5... Read more
I was one of the last girls to figure out I needed to shave my legs. I didn’t wear a bra. I didn’t have my period. I didn’t use tampons. I was so out of the “mature” loop, I was still playing with my friends and climbing the fences and hacking things in the woods while other people started talking about boys, shaving, periods, and kissing.
I didn’t pluck my eyebrows until I was two weeks postpartum. I dunno why. I started thinking about doing it about a year and a half ago, sitting in grad school looking at other girls my age and feeling... Read more
Alright. This is MY blog. And I’m gonna talk about sex. MmmmK?Read more