Hump Day Poll: Who Is Lookin' at Yours
Let's talk hoo-ha's. Vaginas. Bearded clam. Etc. (Or prostates, teabags, twig and berries.) My first gynecologist was a dude. An old dude. My mom's gynie because obviously when I went to her telling her some cad (the Mr) and I were thinking of doing the deed, she wanted me on the pill. I got in within a week which is unheard of these days. I walked in and waited in my paper gown until the first man to see the secret garden bounded in. Do you remember Larry "Bud" Melman from early Letterman? Let me refresh your memory: source Needless to say, after two years of visits with him, I came to the conclusion this man who told me PMS was "in my head" at 18 that I was not going to have someone looking at my parts that did own the same ones. I switched to a lady doctor with another name and began mouth leaking about how he didn't listen to me so I had to switch to a woman. She laughed and said "I know exactly what you ...
I wanted to get married on July 4th (a Saturday that year, easy to remember, and fireworks "just for us" right?) but the minister was busy that Saturday. And the next. So we just took the next available Saturday. I didn't worry too much about my cycle because when I was on the pill I knew that by Saturday I was either completely done or just had light spotting left. But... after seeing Sixteen Candles you better believe I did give it some thought and check the calendar and choose a Saturday date for more than just my guests' convenience.
ReplyDeleteMy husband and I had lived together a while before getting married so we were aiming for low key and convenient: Dad's house on a Saturday in July which was a slow month for hubby at work. But my now Father-in-law had committed to work a swim meet on the day we chose and wasn't going to come if we kept that day, even though we gave him several months notice and he had no ties to the meet beyond the fact that hubby's younger siblings used to swim in that meet. Used to. But he wasn't going to budge so we had to move it. A sign of things to come.
ReplyDeleteLet me say, though, over the years I've decided he isn't selfish, just inflexible. I think he's on the spectrum, which makes family gatherings interesting.
Mine was pretty simple. It's my husband's birthday. LOL I thought Sept would be a nice month in San Diego and he said how about my birthday and I said works for me. =o)
ReplyDeleteOk not sure you will see this but gonna put it out there. In our family we tend to pick holiday, My parents was April 1, My in-laws was Dec 26 my sister was Valentine, and we wanted a different not thought of one and we both love color so Colubus day it was. LOl
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