Saddle sores

[missliz]

I've never heard firing on all cylinders- that's really funny! Since it's pollen and mold heaven here, one needs to blow a lot, especially in the woods. And yes, you want to miss your friends- But occasionally it's good to threaten the irritating with your dead accurate aim. Remember John Cleese in "Holy Grail" as the Frenchman? "I blow my nose in your general direction!" That annoying person will move to another part of the group if you set him up for a "near miss". Often before the profuse apology >D.
Anyway, saddle sores and chafing are casually discussed in the workroom at my LBS's and athlete guys have no trouble talking to me about it- 'course I'll talk about anything- but they really can't go off on the hairdo topic and still seem like gentlemen, can they? So it's great to talk to other women about this. And it's remarkably less icky than childbirth or potty training, perfectly acceptable topics that get drug out an awful lot more than I need to hear them. (Single and fine with it )

Lizzy

Oh, MM- my Granny was one of those glamour puss Society Ladies with all the right credentials, including mistress of a fine River Road plantation. She also smoked in the street and could spit with deadly accuracy. She liked to ride horses, and got the same bug in the mouth problem. Really big on dirt and sweat, I think she was just kinda rebellious, too. So consider yourself in a long fine tradition of Ladies Who Play Hard. Bet HRH Princess Anne can spit- doesn't she ride cross country?