Good point, but these days a few unsuccessful bear encounters are probably somewhere on America’s Funniest Home Videos or YouTube.
If not^, try to find a survivor complaining about the high price of honey and the impracticality of carrying china while hiking.
^Did they succeed in getting the videos taken down? Big Bear controls everything! Even those Kodiak moments.
I told a (very close) friend that my wife wasn’t going to be coming out with me because she’d engaged lady mode, he was confused.
More than welcome to drop that into any digital interactions with me, it’s probably pretty accurate given my proclivity for cheese!
It’s interesting that both cultures chose their aunt’s visitation as a code phrase for periods. Maybe it was an easy way to keep things discreet?
But considering how far apart most people are from their relatives, if an aunt actually visits, that might be big news these days, thus destroying all hope of secrecy.
What’s weird is how taboo the subject was when I was a kid. It was a thing you didn’t speak of in my family. It was like a shameful bodily function and you had to pretend it didn’t exist, which is bonkers considering how having one is a sign of being a healthy young female.
So that’s why I go wild with the names.
And I could talk about it (girl time/shark week/aunt flow/murder scene) non-stop if someone wanted me to… it feels like an act of rebellion from that bizarre aspect of my upbringing. I actually have a lot to say on the topic.
The government should subsidize boob jobs
HAHA right!?
What’s crazy is when you realize how many people do this on a daily basis. Some even do it for a living. We call them politicians.
They’re already subsidizing sex changes for inmates… so 
EDIT: And by “they” I mean we the taxpayers.
The government should pay my private student loans and stop sending money to fucking Israel!
Good question.
I found this riveting. Thanks for dropping the knowledge bomb!
Ya I know… liberal degeneracy
My grandmother called it “her red-haired cousin from the country” once in talking about one of my cousins’ first periods.
I remember anguishing over what to call genitals with my children. “Penis” was no problem when my first, a son, was born, but I and my friend group had trouble initially with “vagina” when I was carrying my daughter. I think that’s changed now, because I and my peers did put on out big girl pants and use the correct terms so our daughters wouldn’t grow up feeling that parts of then were literally unmentionable. I do like to use the wild euphemisms in talking with friends, though.
I also remember my father informing me that an aunt had cancer. “Female” cancer. Like, even our organs are on the DL, haha. To this day I have no idea what my Aunt Sheila died of. Ovarian? Uterine? Cervical? It’s so weird and silly that it was like this.
And Ukraine.
The government doesn’t really pay for anything though. Our taxes do. And yeah, like you I’d rather my taxes go toward Americans than foreigners. (Including the ones illegally here.)
Same. For some reason, clinical terminology sucks the fun out of the conversation.
Cute!
Oh that is interesting! It might be an important thing to know what types of cancer are prevalent in your family. But his modesty about it sounds kind of precious.
Lady mode is awesome. It sounds like she’s a secret agent. I’m adding that one to my period vernacular.
YAS!!! 
And also, Stay fresh, cheese bags!!
Another short workout: abs, legs, shoulders.
Abs
Leg Press
Bradford Press
Arnold Press
Lateral Raise
Looks like a lot of pressing. I don’t care. I did do one set of pull-ups to failure. My back was pretty sore from yesterday so this worked.
Other Stuff
Can’t imagine what this feels like, but I bet it sucks for other people. 
Gross.
Pretty much.
I’m like this with things like testosterone/drugs. To me, it’s odd that people get shy about T replacement or THC or boner pills, like adults have to whisper about it or be ashamed. But it’s okay to talk about the cholesterol drugs they probably don’t need.
BTW, George Carlin’s “riding the cotton pony” always stuck in mind for shark week.
That’s new to me!
Some of the old myths are actually pretty funny though.
Today’s Workout
…was actually dictated by what was available, but it felt adequately challenging.
Mainly I just repeat and rotate the same favorites in a variety of set-rep schemes, loading, time under tension, and set-extending strategies. But when the exercises are just listed out, it hardly looks like I did anything.
Sometimes I’ll rediscover an old favorite and bring that in, but it’s been a while since I did something brand new and decided it was a staple. And some of the things other people consider staples, just aren’t that necessary to me at this point. Maybe I’d be hotter if I did them, but meh, I’ll probably survive without.
Arnold Press
Leg Press
T-Bar Row
Lateral Raise
Abbies
More Fun at 41? Count on it.
Chris took me out for my birthday and I had the best beer of my life. I’m not really a beer person, but we shared a flight and every flavor was outstanding. They brew it on site. There was a stout, a peach sour, and this other thing that had mango in it. I’d for sure become an alcoholic if that place was within walking distance from our house.
This top is from Spanx and I wear it as often as possible. It does NOT hold you in. Spanx is known for its shape wear, but they also sell basics. The founder, Sara Blakely, was once interviewed on the podcast “How I Built This” and her story is amazing. Someone should turn her life into a comedic mini-series. Fun Fact: Her husband wrote the book, Living With a SEAL, where he talks about inviting David Goggins to his house to train him. Fun read. Highly recommend.
Check out last week’s zit. (Right side lower cheek.) I’m so fascinated by it that I have to tell you how it got there. Here it is: dairy. As you know, my husband has mastered the art of making delicious ice creams. And while they are physique-friendly, they often contain a lot of milk, which is fine… up to a point. Apparently my face has a threshold for dairy, and once that limit is reached, it starts to develop little volcanos. So solving the why-am-I-getting-massive-zits-at-this-age mystery was a fun one to figure out. And it did explode last night. So we (me and my face) are in the healing process.
And we’re going to go with coconut milk as a base for a while.
See the lady in the gray shirt behind me? We started chatting and I’m going to visit her farm where she has miniature ponies and donkeys!
My boner pills were confiscated in London by some soy boy looking TSA agent. My toothpaste, too. England has fallen
It’s pretty weird what gets TSA’s attention. They always inspect my protein powder.
