Notes From a Native Daughter

In July, 2008, I, Princess Rachella, Intrepid African American Girl International Journalism Consultant, pulled up stakes once again and headed to Nairobi, Kenya. Through my various adventures, I've concluded that if I get any MORE explosively fabulous in these prequel years to "THE BIG 5-0," I will have to register myself with the Pentagon as a thermonuclear incendiary device.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Going With the Flow

DAMMIT!!!

I woke up to the depressing realization that I am NOT yet officially a completely dried up old maid. After almost 4 months, I was really starting to enjoy freedom from monthly tyranny. I was embracing my new persona of Sage Warrior Woman, one who had vanquished the fears of fast encroaching menopause because it offered a new type of carefree life, one not defined by a messy, painful, completely involuntary physical cycle.

But now, I find I STILL have to worry about unwanted pregnancy.........

HA, HA, HA, HA! I am busting a gut over here! I mean, even I couldn't finish that sentence without laughing! I slay myself!
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