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However, none on my butt or the front, so I figured that if I sat still we could still hang out at the playground we'd just gotten to and we'd be fine. No need to rush home, I had pads with me, I'd be just as bloody there as here, right? (Oxyclean got it right out. I mean, if you really get close and stare you can see there's some kinda stain, but anybody's that close to my crotch I'm gonna assume at this point that my pants are OFF and I don't very much care.) Of course, I kinda wished I'd brought my kanga, or that it was a little colder and I had a sweater, so I could wrap it around my waist. My mom interjects as I'm telling her this amazing story of Oxyclean with "Yeah, right, like anybody doesn't know what THAT'S all about, every woman knows that one!" to which I can only say "Yeah, maybe it is like saying 'I'm bleeding through my crotch, wanna make sumthin' outta it?', but is that really any worse than potentially showing the world your massive bloodstain on your pants?"

But then I got to wondering... do guys know what's up when somebody just randomly ties her jacket (or convenient kanga/sarong) around her waist?

[Poll #1449991]

4 pounds squash
SEVEN AND A HALF POUNDS CUCUMBERS!
24 oz fava beans
2 ears of corn (that'll be the kids' morning snack tomorrow)
24 oz green beans (I know how I'm cooking those!)
8 oz salad greens
12 oz basil (pesto)
2 onions

AND a quart of blueberries
AND more than a quart (half a gallon?) each of peaches and plums.

And, of course, a dozen eggs.

Holy shit.

That's a fucking lot of cucumbers.


Incidentally, I started my period today. It's so weird... I was so hyper and cheerful this week. So I start my period *totally unprepared* (most of my pads still unwashed - and the answer to that question is that I both have more pads than I can use every month, and yet do not feel I have quite enough), and I'm out and about with the nieces, and it's totally gonna screw up my schedule for the day - and I was still very cheerful, cadged a ride home and was just so happy.

Carried a good 25 pounds of food down from 28th street to Union Square just because I could (and because I needed to hie me to a bathroom), and I was singing in my head the whole way.

It's like PMS, but less PMS-y.

Really weird, but I'm too happy to complain.

I have no privacy, you must understand, so naturally Ana walked right in on me.

"Connie! You're not wearing a pad today?"
"Nope."
"BUT NOW YOU'LL GET BLOOD ON YOUR PANTS! That's not good!"
"No, honey - I only get my period a few days out of the month, not every day."
"Oh. It's only sometimes?"
"Yup."
"Well, that sucks."

*laughs*

That's not the word I'd necessarily use, but I'm happy for her to take that attitude about it! I should be getting my period soon, I'm quite PMS-y.

I got my period today, as you can probably guess :)

Learned something new and cool about my cloth pads. ( Here's the TMI )

( Pads I've used this month )

Did you know those things come with a nifty pin?

I know. Because, see, when you leave things on the counter, little hands grab them. Honestly, I can't so much as blow my nose without marching into their room and demanding they give whatever-it-is back. (I'll post the syrup story one day soon.)

I found them pretending it was a cup cup for their dolls.

...

Yeah.

So I took it away and stuck it, more sensibly, on top of the fridge. Angelique asked why, so I told her it's Mommy's, and asked her "You know, for her period?", and she remembered what a period is! It's bleeding! Yay! And I ran through that most women don't like their clothes to have blood on them, so Mommy uses something to catch the blood so it doesn't get on her clothing.

I found the pin later. I didn't know there was a pin to find, or I'd've been more diligent about looking for it, you know.

Anyway, Jenn called me up this morning to inform me that the DivaCup rocks, and is the best invention since sliced bread, condoms, and that it's "more liberating than the ability to have sex without having babies... although not by a lot".

I'd call that a happy customer.

It's not as pretty as my pads, though.

I ordered two, in a lovely flames pattern, but I got three - there was another with that fabric that had messed up stitching, so she threw it in for free.

Which rocks, mostly - but kinda sucks, because although I'm thrilled, I also don't want a ton all the same. This is a lot like complaining about having too much money, I know.

I've got pads coming in the mail! I've got pads, coming in the may-ul, I've got paaaaaads, coming in the maaaaaaaaail, and nobody is getting a present this year!




Well. I am! From me! I guess there's always Little Christmas, right?

I also know I'm getting a bra from Angelique. It was apparently her idea, either because I'm only ever able to find one at a time (that's an ongoing issue) or because she thinks it's fun to stick it in the freezer.

(Yes, I also realize I have a problem. I'm not buying any more pads anymore. For a while. I'll just practice making them out of old pajamas which ( Read more... ), so I don't care about them.)

Edit: Actually, I have *fortunately* bought most of these presents already. So most people will get something, and I really did already intend to push Little Christmas more, because some years the niecelings go up to their father's family for Christmas (which is just as it should be, of course), and our family has always (eh... that's how my mother spins it, I don't remember it being *that* important) done Little Christmas, so my mom can be happy every year too. (Not that she *will* be, but we can only hope.)

This whole entry is full of TMI, so I've lj-cut the worst of it. Kinda.

...

Look, it's just blood, and it's perfectly normal (that's what I keep telling Angelique every month, and that's what I'm telling you), so get used to it, okay?

Moving on to the entry, using the title as the first line....

Maybe if I had a heck of a lot more sex, I wouldn't mind, but as I don't currently have *any*... let's just say I'm not thrilled. Especially since my ( early warning system ) didn't show up and give me a head's up. To make things worse, I have a nagging feeling that my ( other little visitor ) will show up on time, that is to say, a week late. I'd call it adding insult to injury, but it's really about half and half insult and injury at the same time.

Been experimenting with the sea pearls.

See, now, the thing that always kept me from tampons (aside from TSS warnings) is that they're fucking drying. When I had to resort to stealing one of my sister's, half the time I'd end up with one that dried me out but did a piss-poor job of absorbing any blood... maybe because the drying sensation irritated me so much I'd just take it out (painfully) and deal with it ( another way ) and... yeah.

So I'm pleased to find that the sponges seem much less drying. And I'm happy that I can rinse them out or change them when I feel they've had enough - instead of looking at a used pad or tampon and going "Gee... there's not much blood on there... now I feel like I've wasted some money/plastic/bleach/paper/whatever".

So far, so good. Will update if necessary.

(Pads are also getting used, but a cloth pad is a cloth pad, and deserves a separate (if less TMI-ish) entry.

So I ordered the goods from Wallypop.net. Why? Well, if I trust the woman to make products that hold children, I certainly hope her sewing is good enough to hold a little blood. I just don't bleed that much. And they're inexpensive. (Plus, I like this woman. She made my podegi over Christmas, after I agreed that no, she shouldn't work during the holiday, I certainly didn't expect it, simply because she didn't like it waiting so long. That's nice.)

Wanna see what I got?

Okay! I won't go into details, but I will link to fabric choices.

There's the hot peppers (flannel).
The starry monkeys (flannel)
Supergirl! (flannel, and really tiny image)
Bats (which seemed appropriate)

For my little bag, I got Dinosaur Robots, which I'm still not entirely sure I won't regret, but I've wanted to have her make something of that fabric for me for a while - my podegi was almost made of that fabric, for example.

And I made a special request for all PUL layers to be made of the flaming cherries of awesomeness, which I can only hope happens.

If you can guess three other "tough call" options that I decided not to go with right now, you'll get some sort of fictitious prize. They're all flannel or plain cotton.