Mooning

Today I learned about these

Mooncup

Jaysus

They have different sizes or cups and mugs as I like to call them.
I am not sure I would want to go around with a cup in my fanny for a week.
Imagine if it popped out or something happened and you ended up in hospital. It is the same issue as the nasty knickers one. You know hot, rich young doctor looking at you in your big off white granny pants. He would have asked you out but for those damn pants. Now it is back to the single life of grey knickers and tv dinners for one.

Anyway I digress too much

It all came about when a mailing list I am on was discussing mad freecyclers.
There was one on looking for a mooncup – secondhand not a problem.

Shiver

Then there are these moon pads

Effing moon cycle celebration – hippie muppetry.

WTF? I do not celebrate my period – I hate it. I only get it every 2 months or so and I take a lot of solpedine, do weird stuff due to light headedness and feel cold all the time due to blood loss. Except when I have my hot flushes.

Actually I did something today that had a colleague looking askance at me. He had just asked me to help with something, written it down for me…in the space between a few desks I had lost the piece of paper and completely forgotten to do the task. I went back to him an hour later with a vague notion of having said I would help with something or other. Flipping periods make me more forgetful than usual.
Mooncups would not help this. Really not