tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post4720435205735158220..comments2023-05-07T06:48:38.064-07:00Comments on the woes of a barren lesbo... si se puede!: i am woman, hear me _ O _ _!Jerseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04829967545158378809noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-14687217625349538652010-02-15T21:29:13.544-08:002010-02-15T21:29:13.544-08:00The diva cup is possibly the greatest invention of...The diva cup is possibly the greatest invention of all time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-5518514190010493252010-02-08T15:46:14.813-08:002010-02-08T15:46:14.813-08:00Omg...I just found your blog and just about died l...Omg...I just found your blog and just about died laughing! Wonderful post. <br /><br />I swear by my Diva Cup ($30...) Reusable, green and no more tampons/pads for me. Technically the blood loss with menstruation is just a few tablespoons but it's mixed in with lovely mucus, etc. so it looks like more. On average, the total (blood & goo) is just 15-20mL per day (think shot glass size.) <br /><br />I used to share similar poop-anxieties...then I went to nursing school. Now nothing bothers me in that regard. Everybody poops. And once most of your friends are nurses...we talk about any and everything without skipping a beat. Plus I catch babies...and that's a blood/poo/pee/goo type of business. So bring it on :) <br /><br />Love your blog.Student Nurse Midwifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01562790664560014484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-60384282808121310162010-01-14T03:13:30.333-08:002010-01-14T03:13:30.333-08:00Pads and tampons are outrageously expensive. Man...Pads and tampons are outrageously expensive. Many people swear by the Diva Cup so I tried it but it didn't work out for me (it's probably more me than the cup). So I went to re-usable pads and I love them. They're super-soft, very comfortable and while they're pricey up front they save in the long run. A place called "Swaddlebees" (they mostly make cloth baby diapers but some items "for mom") makes the best ones I've found.Buffyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09328034026300036704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-26715509664378490242010-01-11T12:23:58.754-08:002010-01-11T12:23:58.754-08:00WTF!?!?! I can't believe my eyes & what I&...WTF!?!?! I can't believe my eyes & what I'm reading. While I mos def understand the anxieties of public br poops, I think it's there for good reason! Sorry, I just can't split the humiliation 50/50. NOBODY should have to undergo another person's inside smells coming outside. (And I emphasize nobody. this is impart why i'm holding back on having kids...not too excited about the diaper aspect). I am annoyed when someone drops a deuce in the same bathroom i'm in, next stall or otherwise. What does skipping a stall do??? If you're anything like me or better yet if you eat anything like me, trust me the next stall over won't save you. Come on ladies do the right thing...use the basement bathroom for your doozers! ;-) Oh and yes welcome back boo!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-80487213479412757092010-01-08T13:43:15.474-08:002010-01-08T13:43:15.474-08:00god, you crack me up.god, you crack me up.mama bea, bao in the ovenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10892901302368080471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-31162038477626094982010-01-08T11:35:56.831-08:002010-01-08T11:35:56.831-08:00I think I saw a play adaptation of Gloria Steinem&...I think I saw a play adaptation of Gloria Steinem's piece in college. It featured women, playing men, chest-bumping about their flows and swapping proud stories about the absorbency of their "pons." Gender role juxtaposition: Always good for a few laffs!<br /><br />As for the bathroom antics, I find myself thinking, "Hmm, maybe I'll just wait her out," all the time! I thought I was just weird. Particularly it's frustrating when, of any number of available stalls, the next-in-line lady chooses the stall RIGHT NEXT TO YOU.<br /><br />"WHYYYYY??" I always lament. "Why couldn't she have moved just one stall over so I could contemplate the inner workings of my digestive system in peace?" But no. I then have to commence waiting not only for her to flush, but for her to finish washing her hands and gazing in the mirror, so she won't know it was me creepily lurking in the stall beside her.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01735047213158372501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-4414487301375657812010-01-07T20:02:36.327-08:002010-01-07T20:02:36.327-08:00I second Halfadozen, where have you been? I'm ...I second Halfadozen, where have you been? I'm so glad your back! <br /><br />In my office we have a large handicap stall that is the unspoken #2 stall. If someone is in there, you know they are dropping off a steamer trunk and you leave room between that stall and the one you use. <br /><br />I used to have a friend who would say, when talking about things like this, "look, even Jesus Christ himself grunted when leaving a load". Tru dat, tru dat. <br /><br />PS - If you and I were ever to meet, I'd like you to ask me loudly while stading in line at the coffee shop "yo, can I bum a rag?". Fucking hilarious.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-22465196107997416522010-01-07T16:22:23.981-08:002010-01-07T16:22:23.981-08:00hahaha rabbit!!!!! this cracked me up!hahaha rabbit!!!!! this cracked me up!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1974099034936187473.post-66824252905290060882010-01-07T06:42:33.186-08:002010-01-07T06:42:33.186-08:00Thank God you are back-- How I have missed you! I...Thank God you are back-- How I have missed you! I can;t stop snickering at your final description of the woman's bathroom noises. You are freakin' hilarious!<br /><br />In my office, I sit by the women's washrooms. There are 2 stalls. And even from my desk I can often hear it all. I have even gotten to know the bathroom habits of the lady folks on my floor. Gross but true. Bathroom business totally doesn't pysche me out-- menstrual-related or otherwise...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com