Saturday, July 4, 2009

4th of July, Boredom, and Winky Sleeves....

Now that I've gone to sleep, and am awake again, in my book it's only NOW that it's July 4th. I have no plans this 4th of July. Sad, right?

I was initially bummed that I had nothing to do, or really no-one to do it with; Odd... given I don't EVER do anything for the 4th anyway. So... it's me.. the dog... and the ferrets. (It would be the kids too, but since so much of the family is in town on their other side of the family, I figured I would sacrifice for their sake and not fight it.. it's only one day.) But now.. I don't so much care what I've got going on for the day... I just care that I'm bored out of my freakin mind.

I don't know if I want to go downtown and watch the fireworks... If I want to find a friend to harass... Or if I just want to sleep the day away because I have nothing to do. It's 8:20, and I've already been to the gym today. Walked the dog. And started laundry. If I thought I would be able to walk tomorrow... I'd go to the gym again. I rearranged my bedroom yesterday.. now I don't know what to do.

I don't think that much boredom is healthy. It's just a good thing I don't have a few hundred dollars to spare right now, I'd be off getting something else tattooed or pierced. I did go to walmart to get fish food for Fabio though, and something totally amused me. My sister and I were discussing this just the other day... how our parents and grandparents make things awkward that don't need to be. Maybe it's a generational thing. My mother apparently finds "gynecologist" to be a dirty word. My grandmother... well, she's just as bad, if not worse... I remember getting a stern talking to off to the side one day when I said the words "pubic bone" even though it was the technical term for what I was discussing. As if I'd said something horrifically slutty. I remember thinking "I'm pregnant, I clearly took care of the slut factor, I doubt saying 'pubic bone' will hurt," but good luck telling that to a 70 ish year old woman. I think she may need to go back and watch "Kindergarten Cop" for the little kid's "boys have a penis, girls have a vagina" speech just as much as my mom. Makes you wonder how women like that ever got close enough to a guy to get pregnant since they clearly act like such acts don't/can't take place. But ANYWHO... at walmart I heard something that took the cake.

I'm not sure how every walmart is, but the one I went to.. you had to walk past the shampoo, body wash, deodorant, and "personal" aisles to get to the pet section. This woman... who has to be 40-45, stops her husband dead in the main aisle, outside of the aisle with condoms... blurting "You forgot to get winky sleeves!" and points DIRECTLY at the condoms. I couldn't even resist.. I busted up laughing. Which was met with a glare from the woman. If looks could kill, I would not be telling you about this.

Seriously? Can you not say condom? Nothing like making a discussion unnecessarily awkward. He just glared at her, and... I can't blame him. Why aren't women okay with these topics? It's sad! Embrace it. Realize that it's perfectly normal and HEALTHY to get some booty. Not something to be ashamed of, to a point you have to create euphemisms for everything. Winky sleeves. That takes the cake. It really does. Personally... I'm quite proud that I'm from a generation that is okay... with admitting things are what they are.

But... Happy 4th of July everyone :)

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