womanstuff, and cheesecake

so, i had my first "woman" appointment with the doc. ok, so i meant to do this at age 18, and i happen to be 21 now. ok, so time flies a little, and although there's a strong history of breast cancer in the family, not being sexually active has meant that i've cared not much at all about this inevitable and dreaded appointment. my time as a woman, talking with women, and particularly being involved for a couple of years in the vagina monologues up at school and hearing about this said appointment has made me think that if i could push it off until, say, i die, that'd be ok.

ok, so it really wasn't so bad after all. i got to wear a fabulous white paper-towel-ish consistency dress w/ a hole all the way down the front and a blanket (or towel? good lord, what the heck was that thing?) over it to "cover up." ha! the point of it, i'm not sure, and i'm sure america could play more of its part in environmentalism if doc offices were to rid of these wastes of paper altogether and just have women sit around in the buff during these appointments. good grief, there's no privacy eventually, anyway!

so, anyway. long story short, i'm healthy. but that's not the great part. after i went out to my car, i decided to give mom a call and play with her a bit. "how did it go?" she asked me (she knew i was really looking forward to the appointment-- not!). "great!, but we found out something really interesting. it turns out that... i'm a man!" there was a moment of silence that followed that lasted a lot longer than what it should have. ok mom, where are you?, i was thinking. then, this GREAT laugh comes from the other end of the phone. ok, so maybe she's not one for speed, but at least she's got a sense of humor.

in other news, my oldest brother's getting married in a few days. he *might* even be wearing a tuxedo that day. oh, man. can't miss this one, guys!!!!! (love you, scott!) if tracy can put up with him during these next few days, i'm not sure. i'm probably going to be holding my breath until she says "i do." then, deep breath, ok, kiss the bride and all that jazz, and then let's go eat cheesecake. there'll be enough cheesecake for the entire world population at the reception. so i guess if you're reading this, no matter where you are in the world, there'll be a piece for you. i know, your mouth's watering already. it should be. my mom makes a really, really, really mean cheesecake (and i'm talking every kind of cheesecake you can imagine). it would kick your mother's cheesecake's culo.