The joys of womanhood

As if my already substantial collection of feminine hygiene products wasn’t enough, it continues to grow at the speed of light.  You see, although I buy the hush-hush items in bulk, with intentions of waiting six months between restocking, I repeatedly make blunders like the one I made today: out and about with Emily at Reynolda, enjoying tomato soup and cheese biscuits, when disaster strikes.  You know what I’m talking about.

Which means we have to load up the 5-month-old in the car and drive to the nearest stockist of the cursed things (in today’s case, Family Dollar) and dole out $4.35 for yet another pack of Tampax Pearl.  (Sorry Mom, I had to say it).

And that makes box number 4.  I think I’m good till 2012.

Author: Faith

Faith Dwight is a photographer and a writer. She is a Southern American girl living just north of London with her British husband, Simon and their two halfling sons.

2 thoughts

  1. Ha! That’s great, Faith! I feel your pain, and have the same large stock. It could have been worse though…you could have been serving tables at a restaurant with absolutely no time to go and rectify your problem. Oy that would have bad! Glad things worked out, and maybe in 2012 we can have a shopping event! Just kidding. Hope you’re well.

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