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And for a moment there I did think you were being serious...I was imagining doing all sorts to coiff my lady garden and then whipping open my housecoat in front of my OH with a ta-dah!






And for a moment there I did think you were being serious...I was imagining doing all sorts to coiff my lady garden and then whipping open my housecoat in front of my OH with a ta-dah!
And for a moment there I did think you were being serious...I was imagining doing all sorts to coiff my lady garden and then whipping open my housecoat in front of my OH with a ta-dah!
I guess I don't think about the 'lady garden' bc I have a very good waxer.![]()
Ha, yeah, in our family as kids we used to call it a 'lulu'
Now we tend to call it a 'foof'
(and the boys talk about the 'foof fairy' that makes them do stuff they don't want to)
So mine is currently like a forest and it's not because I have had to much coq ,![]()
So mine is currently like a forest and it's not because I have had to much coq ,![]()
I see a lot of lady down theres in my job and I can honestly say there is so much variety when it comes to 'styling'. I don't think anything of it...but I must admit that when it comes to my impending gyn appointment I was thinking of getting a wax first.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am.
The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare.
As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?' I didn't respond.
After the appointment, I went home. The rest of the day was normal ... some shopping, cleaning, cooking. After school when my 6-year-old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth?' I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.'
Never going back to that doctor . Ever.
this all reminds me of a great joke!!
i was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, i received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that i had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am.
The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so i didn't have any time to spare.
As most women do, i like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time i wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, i rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure i was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when i was called in. Knowing the procedure, as i'm sure you do, i hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that i was in paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, 'my, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?' i didn't respond.
After the appointment, i went home. The rest of the day was normal ... Some shopping, cleaning, cooking. After school when my 6-year-old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, 'mommy, where's my washcloth?' i told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'no, i need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.'
never going back to that doctor . Ever.