Solid advice.

Flipping through a magazine this afternoon, I excitedly started reading the E. Jean question section. This older woman has the greatest advice about the most random things and God bless her for the creative answers she comes up with each month, making me laugh out loud as I read 'em. Who doesn't keep fuzzy slippers and a slingshot in their clutch for a romantic dinner out?

Actually, funny story, I remember one of the first times my mom found a condom in my purse. For the following twenty minutes, she grilled me as if I were a suspect in a gruesome homicide: how long have I been buying condoms? Was I planning on using it anytime soon? Did I want to hear the "sex" story again or was I just going to take my chances and SUDDENLY GET PREGNANT? Actually, that's what I was under the impression that condoms were there for... to prevent pregnancy. But if you really wanted to know my intentions with this particular rubber, Mother, I was going to fill it up with water and be the champ at the afternoon water balloon fight. Seriously? I mean, c'mon, times have changed! The ladies can't always bank on the gentleman to be prepared in the heat of the moment...