tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226256838425762400.post1937865892649459488..comments2019-03-10T11:41:37.983-05:00Comments on it starts with pie: so did i tell you about the time...? (warning: not for the squeamish or any of my male readers)ashley rebekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13929727141099644722noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226256838425762400.post-17933888325551449562013-03-05T16:29:08.453-06:002013-03-05T16:29:08.453-06:00oh emily!
i only recently gave up having an extra...oh emily!<br /><br />i only recently gave up having an extra garment to tie around my waist. i now wear/bring a scarf with me everywhere. i figure i could wrap it around my crotchal region like a diaper and it could potentially hide any malfeasants. yes?<br /><br />paleo FTW. let's chat.ashley rebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929727141099644722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226256838425762400.post-1793902949126205972013-03-05T07:40:29.511-06:002013-03-05T07:40:29.511-06:00This too happened to me in school. 9th grade chem...This too happened to me in school. 9th grade chemistry. I got up to turn a test in and walked back to my seat only to have the cute boy sitting next to me tell me that there must have some chocolate on my chair because it was now on my pants. So I quickly wrapped my sweatshirt around my hips and excused myself. Living close to the high school I proceeded to them walk home, shower, change, cryemilyhansenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12346794186438859388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226256838425762400.post-89382055965675354842013-03-03T00:06:09.479-06:002013-03-03T00:06:09.479-06:00Oh, jeez, have I been there...not running, that is...Oh, jeez, have I been there...not running, that is just crazy, but the floodgate surprise. And since I was NEVER regular it was prone to happen anytime. I feel your pain. Well, not anymore, since I got that crap out, but I used to. Your honest portrayal is both admirable and wince-worthy for those of us who identify. Good on ya! CindyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226256838425762400.post-65827102909329206442013-03-01T16:43:56.178-06:002013-03-01T16:43:56.178-06:00mom, i remember this happening to me in 8th grade ...mom, i remember this happening to me in 8th grade too. i was wearing white jeans, which is never a good idea with our family hips. i got my period, but didn't really yet understand the gravity of the situation until i stood up from mrs. wehr's math class and had blood all over my white jeans. nailed it!ashley rebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929727141099644722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226256838425762400.post-62213157141975526112013-03-01T16:40:10.432-06:002013-03-01T16:40:10.432-06:00OMG this post should come in a plain brown wrappe...OMG this post should come in a plain brown wrapper! So FUNNY bc so AWFUL. Happened to me in 7th grade art. Skirt. White tights. Skirt light tan. Need I go on? yourmomAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com