And I get stuck with an ADVISORY STICKER??????

Here's why: I heard (indirectly) through the MyBreastCancerNetwork.com grapevine that some peeps out there thought my last post "TAMOXIFIEND" was "too graphic" and "insensitive."

To those of you who were offended: apologies if I rubbed you the wrong way. Although the most offensive words I've ever heard are "You have cancer". Hey, that's me.

But I must tell you: I AM SO NOT DOWN WITH NAY-NAY ON THE VAJAYJAY!!!!!!

Paging Eve Ensler!!!!!

Eve, why not do The Vagina DIALOGUES!!!!!!

Remember way back in the not-so-distant past when boobs had their own dark ages?

Thank God THOSE days are over.

Where would we without BREAST cancer awareness?

That's something I don't want to even think about it.

To the Vajayjay Naysayers I say, (that is, if you're still with me) I have a four-letter word for you, and it begins with "F"..

Bet you thought I was thinking something else. (In that case, there's hope for you yet!)

FEAR. Fear is what happened to me when I first went on Tamoxifen aka "Tamoxifiend." I had closed door, hushed-tone meetings with my medical team. And you know what? Screw feeling embarrassed or ashamed! What's painful is NOT talking about it when you consider the alternative: lousy, painful sex IF YOU FEEL LIKE HAVING IT AT ALL. Your partner doesn't understand why your libido has been torpedoed...

Isn't it better to connect than reject?

Speaking of connecting, I got some AMAZING TIPS from my Vixen Sistahs out there.

Vixens, take the floor....

Ok, Yours Truly here again.

I especially love the bit about having a "ROCKING TIME IN BED..."

So, allow me to use that old expression: From her lips to...

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