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2006.12.13

They also make great rockets.

I have an illness.

When I first started dating Logan, when I was 13, I would often stay the night as his parents place after our dates (we lived 45 miles apart and Logan was living with his parents for 6 months paying off debt).

On one of those weekend overnights, we were with his youngest sister, I told him, "I need to stop at the market. I need supplies."

Supplies as a term for feminine products might be the longest held 'inside joke' of our relationship.

We've progressed from that point, to here, where I can call Logan on his way home and say, "Listen can you pick up milk and supplies on your way home?"

And he knows exactly what I need. 1/2% and Orange (if you know what I mean).

I don't know if I'd put that in a personal ad, "Needs to be unembarassed to pick up feminine products at the store." But it's a nice thing to have in a marriage, maybe put it on your B-List.

Anyway, no, my illness has nothing to do with Logan buying my feminine products. Though, you would think that because the majority of this post involves that subject.

You are clearly not a blogger because I am a blogger and thus verbose and I don't get to my point very quickly. (Wait, you mean some people blog with half the words and twice the entertainment? What? Wha? WHA?)

No, my illness has to do with the fact that tonight I put tampons in a wicker basket because that blue box looked horrible in the closet of my new bathroom. How could I live with that?

I couldn't. I put my tampons in a reasonably aesthetically appealing wicker basket. From Ikea.

I have an illness.

I am ill.

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that is cruel. they look like snacks - bread sticks or something.

So cute! Good thing you don't use OBs. I'll need to scout out an eensy weensy basket at Ikea for my "supplies."

I do have a tiny basket. I'll take a picture tomorrow....at some point.

Heh, heh.

It get's better. Just wait til you find the damn fake plants.

I keep mine in a Tupperware container. Keeps them from getting wet under the sink and stacks nicely! I also like that the container doesn't scream out SUPER PLUS TAMPAX to anyone who might happen to look.

Wicker basket? What's next? Anal mints in a candy dish :^)?

Although, if the topic is The Crazy Concerning Kotex, I must give you the secret handshake and admit to a possible Tampon Gremlin

(http://annenahm.com/?p=203)

At my place.

Once I bought some perfume as a gift, and it very randomly came with an extra promotional box, made of pink velvet-like material and a hinged lid. Though the color's not what I would have picked (WAY too girlie), it's the perfect size for my supplies and perches discreetly on the toilet tank at the appropriate times. (Which, unfortunately, is also pink, but at least it blend in!) Better than the glaring brand name box. Your basket is very tasteful. Maybe you can post a photo showing it in its context in your new *beautiful* bathroom! ;-)

I picked a lovely fabric at a quilting store and made a bag. I have a pad bag.

I think that just shows how much you treasure your new bathroom. Wonderful. Congrats on finishing the project. After all that hard work, you deserve to love it! So do your supplies!

I am ill too.

I have a basket I keep on the back of the toilet in my master bathroom, even though no one goes in there but me.

My husband is not a member of this tampon club. His eyes would melt if I ever brought them out of their secret location. I guess he doesn't think I go number two, either.

My mom and I use the code name "supplies" as well. That's because having your period is something to be ashamed of in my house, aparently.

I think my husband would die if I asked him to buy tampons. I'm not sure he even knows what tampons are. My time of the month is when I'm "sick" and tampons, etc. are "those things under the sink", as in, "you need to move those things under the sink so that they're not touching my stuff."

Can you tell he grew up in a house full of boys?

I'm jealous! If only I had a wicker basket that cute for mine!!!

anne nahm, i want a t-shirt that says "anal mints in a candy dish".

that's one of the funniest things i have ever read.

Looks cute! I like to see those baskets of tampons in a nice spa or hotel ladies' room, so pretty and generous! But due to my illness I cannot expose the paper before opening it up! I keep them covered and dry and up high. Love the tupperware idea!

I takes me like 15 mins to prepare a few to take in my purse for the inevitable horrors of changing a tampon in a public bathroom.

I keep my o.b. tampons in a little chinese quilted change purse type thing in my bag. I even had the satisfaction of getting complimented on it one evening at dinner with a friend of a friend who queried our supplies status. It completely validated my o.c.d. I think your tampon display is totally reasonable and I intend to find a similar solution for my own bathroom soon. Thank you! :)

It could be worse. You could be hanging them from your Christmas tree.

Honey, take comfort in knowing you are not alone. I "repackage" EVERYTHING when I get home. Kids diapers and wipes are in a pink wooden basket. Tampons, hair ties, cough drops and other small meds are each in their own respectable silver lidded canister. Laundry detergent is in a large glass container with lid and stainless steel scoop. All liquid soaps go in new jars. . .do I need to continue or do you feel better yet?

This is sooo why you need a new house in a nicer neighborhood... because you're the type (the neat, artsy type...a good thing) who puts tampons in a cute IKEA basket. Maybe your "new" bathroom is giving you the inspiration to start living like you're already in a new place --- until it actually happens.

I keep mine in a butterfly tin in my bathroom. Your illness is shared.

You were 13 when you started dating Logan?? How old was he?

You are killing me, I do the same thing (darker shade of wicker)and my hubby thinks I am nuts. Glad to know I am not the only one.

wait, what's an anal mint?

Would it make you feel better to know that I keep my "supplies" in the EXACT SAME ikea basket? So at least you're not alone?

You are slowly turning into Grace of "Will and Grace fame".

Awesome. I do the same.

And I'm also a repackager. I even have a pretty glass canister on the counter for my baby's formula.

And that tampon xmas tree craft, dear lord. I am making them for everyone in my family now. The favorite people will get scented angels. Amenses.

I feel bad for not keeping mine in a more decorative manner.

Lala,

A pad bag. Hilarious.

That is all.

I feel so, I don't know, not fresh now. I keep my o.b.s in their box, completely undecorated, and apparently unloved. If it helps, I keep them near the latest Entertainment Weekly. I'm concerned more about their education than their looks. Okay, I feel better now.

I'm late to the party but I just wanted to say that it's worth considering replacing a lifetime of these supplies with a single diva cup or the keeper -- they're more environmentally friendly and also (imho) more comfortable and hassle-free. Also they come in a cute little pouch.

My husband was a grocery store manager when we first got married. Not only could I call him at work to bring me 'supplies' when he came off his shift, but he would write in ink on the back of his hand ("If I write it on my palm, I'd forget. Who looks at his palm?") TAMPONS in his chicken scrawl.

He was fine with it, but it embarrassed the hell out of me. When he'd come home that way, I'd ask, "How long ago did you write that there? Please, not your whole shift..."

There have been no other indications that he is gay....

I was about to comment on the fact that you used to get along well enough with Logan's parents that you would spend the night at their house when you were dating their son. I wanted to know just how cool were they - were you staying in Logan's room? bunking with younger sister? Cuz I'm nozy like that. But then I realized that you can't answer questions about your relationship with Logan's parents. So skip that. Nice basket, though.

I can say nice things. I loved his family when I first met them. They were this big loud family I'd kind of wanted. It wasn't for another 2 years that the trouble between his older sister and I started. Then that led to trouble between his parents and I....and then a bunch of things happened.

I did not sleep with him. I took his little sister's room (she was 8 when I started dating Logan....Holy Shit...she was the same age as Maddie is now! Whoa. My brain just exploded.) and she'd sleep in her parents room in a sleeping bag.

"They also make great rockets." I'm surprised no one has commented. Perhaps my younger brother was the only one to discover supplies under the sink, dismantle them for the cardboard or plastic tubes, tape them to paper airplanes, and make rockets. Is this what you meant, Melissa? Maybe not. Maybe my brother would have stayed away if they had been in a special (or even worse, girly) basket...

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