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February 1, 2005

Recollections of Youth While Standing on Line at the Pharmacy

Perhaps it was the fifteen minutes of staring at the only display closest to my face—a myriad of creams and sprays for female crotch itch—or maybe I was just sentimental and tired, but I was suddenly overwhelmed by a childhood memory. The recollection made me grin so broadly for so long that I was able to swallow my $50 co-payment without as much as a grimace.

As a child, I loved to draw and write. I dreamt that I would be a famous author, that one day a literary agent would see me sketching my character, ask to read the short story I’d written, and be so moved by my skill and creativity, I’d be published on the spot.

Of course, this never did happen, but I continued to dream. Every so often, however, my youth would get the best of me, as it does to any semi-professional eight year old with big dreams and a set of crayons. Like the time that I named my character Summer’s Eve.

When you are eight years old and sifting through coupon inserts from the Sunday New York Times, Summer’s Eve might sound like a magical name, symbolic of freshness and flowers, just like the pictures on the advertisement suggested. I drew a pretty good character that day.

Too bad that I named her after a douche.

Posted by callalillie at February 1, 2005 7:18 AM | Fun Stuff , Introspect

COMMENTS


female crotch itch?

Posted by: tien at February 1, 2005 10:13 AM

i've heard that it happens.

Posted by: corie at February 1, 2005 10:32 AM

you've heard? or experienced?

Posted by: tien at February 1, 2005 12:35 PM

i have been fortunate enough to have only heard stories of awful yeast infections. thank goodness. no yeast for me.

Posted by: corie at February 1, 2005 12:53 PM

They always had that commercial on during the Price is Right when I was a kid, and I remember it being really weird that it would be two women walking along the beach, and one would go, "Mom... do you douche?" Being a kid, it made absolutely no sense whatsoever. You'd think that "not-so-fresh feeling" was getting sand in your bathing suit or something from the beach.

Posted by: Jesse at February 1, 2005 3:16 PM

I remember that commercial. What exactly IS a not-so-fresh feeling? I mean, it is something that a shower can't solve?

Posted by: corie at February 1, 2005 3:23 PM

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