Okay..not fixin' that shit. It aint my fault. Just hit the link, it will work. Here's another one, this stuff is super interesting..I promise.
What Life Is Like When You Are Shunned While Getting Your Period. http://jezebel.com/what-life-is-like-when-getting-your-period-means-you-ar-1542273510
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Off topic---I went grocery shopping today. Included besides regular grocery goods was my case of water and 12 pk. of sodas. They were too heavy to get out at that time because my back was already hurting. (I know we all understand that.) So I left it for later.
Fast forward until now---I went to get some of the things out of the car. I found that half of the drinks had exploded from the heat. You think at some point I would learn. The same thing happened when my last car was 2 weeks old. That time it was 2 bottles of red wine. Never did get the stain out of the seats and for weeks my car smelled like a winery. This time it was ginger ale---not so much stain.
Now I will read the article.
Educate women, change the world.
He certainly had a good outlook on life. How many men do you know that would have gone through that for the women in his life and then to have them desert him?
Damn Jane! I know that was from you havin' impure thoughts, you need some mighty penance there, young lady. Hmm, seriously, who has to clean that crap?? Carrying that crap in is Alissa's job. Since she's been gone to Aunt Casey's, I haven't bought much. I can get by on a 6 pack of Coke n some tiny 6 or 8 packs of those wee cans of juice, for two weeks. You know you can open those cases IN the car, drop them individually into a plastic rectangular laundry basket..the basket has an old dog leash tied to one end..then I drag what I need to the house. (I need to buy one of those wheeled luggage pieces at a yard sale..yeah.) There is no place here to buy a proper one, and that laundry basket on a leash thing works, just don't over load it. You may have to sit a spell and go back and go back. Which I do. I have a can of chicken feed or a half gallon of water in the basket for the return trip to get more out of the van because the chicken house/pen is halfway between. I walk slow, I look retarded..I don't care. I want my ice, juice, coke, lunch mean, cheese and endless bread. Me and the chickens like sammies and BBQ chips.
ps..please, don't tell me how they make wheelie carts for crippled ho's. The grocery store is it now that Alco closed. And the local used store. That's it.
Border, he sort of amazed me. And those poor women, jezus. I wondered if the old women peed their pants when they laugh real hard? Then I realized they wouldn't have much to laugh about. Sobering thought. Excuse me now, while I go pack my legging crotch with some 'joot'. Yikes!
Jane, yeah and the fact that his photo gave me no heebie jeebie vibe.
PS, we had 3 days of hot, then it went cold here again. Cold as early Winter. I have the heating pad back on in the teen chickies area.
Best article I've read in ages
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It happens here in Melbourne as a matter of course within the Jewish community. When I read an article about how wonderful it was to go through this purification process I just wanted to puke.
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mikveh
Both articles are amazing. This should be in national news broadcasts! People don't know that women are still enduring primitive to none at all, personal hygiene in this world. Good for this man. He never gave up. My gawd, what they go thru. It's astounding they don't all die! Thank you for sharing the links. I enjoyed that.
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