Xenia is our daughter who made the vagina cake, wore “Vagina Day” shirts to school, and did the Celebration of Ovulation anthology. Here is her cake:
Thanks to Tam we now have a couch I can only imagine Xenia wanting. A sample picture:
The View From North Central Idaho
Ramblings on explosives, guns, politics, and sex by a redneck Idaho farm boy who became a software engineer living near Seattle.
Please buy it for me.
Hah!
You can pay for it with the money from your summer job.
Oh! That’s right, you didn’t get a job last summer…
Vulva, dammit, not vagina! Sorry, my inner autie can’t let that one go by.
I do wish we could use the perfectly good English word for the part.
Presuming you are buying it or have bought it, if Xenia doesn’t mind waiting until late April (and the owner doesn’t mind storing it ’till then) I’d be happy to pick it up in Mendocino on my way to Boomershoot and drive it to Idaho. I think it would fit neatly in my Toyota pickup bed under the bed shell.
Otherwise, I’m guessing shipping costs will be exorbitant.
Thanks so much for the offer but Xenia has no money for this even though she would really like to have it.
Thanks for the offer, David, but as my dad said, I have no money from the “I’m a poor college student” syndrome. Maybe someday I’ll make my own…
Ah yes, I’m quite familiar with this malady. My daughter has suffered from the same syndrome for several years now.
I see it’s on a tile floor and not a carpet.
I could design a custom upholstery cleaner for the chair, but then in so stating I’ve just given away the idea.