gonna try and meander into planned parenthood tomorrow - guess i'll stand in line for my ABVs along with the scared mysterious 16 year old girls who keep looking over their shoulders hoping they don't recognize anyone or better yet, see their parents standing outside looking pissed.
mom and i had a delightful bonding experience looking through the ocean county phone book for planned parenthood...
i checked the white pages... found it. but mom wanted to see if there was a closer one and looked in the yellow pages... under physicians... nothing. then she looked under obstetrics... nothing... so i suggested that she look under "abortion" and she sighed... not wanting to... but then flipped back toward the As... asphalt... come on... it's the first page mom... archery.... keep going... anchorage...no... for the love of gawd, turn to the first page of the yellow pages... how do you know this? she asked with a stern tone.... implying something she shouldn't...
i answer: "i know my ABCs."
anyway. there it was. under abortion like it should be.
so i will be the only 34 year old trapsing into planned parenthood, growling to the protesters that i am only there for "anti baby vitamins" -- i suppose they're not all that keen on those either, huh?
whatever. my uterus and i aren't all that excited about the idea of going cold turkey after 17+ years...

