eco-minded moontime, part 4: organic cotton tampons

hola friends!  the grand experiment marches on into its fourth installment!  this month, i’m reviewing organic cotton tampons.  if you’re unfamiliar with my project, please check out my general post on eco-minded moontime, my post on cloth pads, and my post on menstrual cups to see what i’ve been up to.  i’m acting as a menstrual guinea pig of sorts, reviewing all of the safe and effective alternatives to mainstream feminine products.  as always, the discussion will be frank, so put on your big girl (or big boy) panties, and let’s soldier on! (right after we enjoy this trippy but hilarious menstruation animation!) Read the rest of this entry »

eco-minded moontime, part 3: cups

greetings ladies and gents!  thank you for waiting patiently while i graded research papers and journals and daily work (etc., etc.) for my english 101 classes!  i’ve been blog-starved, but as the school year has finally come to a close, i have four and a half weeks of unfettered blogging ahead!  today’s entry is the third part in a series that i’m doing on eco-minded menstrual products.  my first entry was a more general statement of purpose for my whole project, and last time i reviewed cloth pads, so check out both of those entries if you haven’t already. Read the rest of this entry »

eco-minded moontime, part 2: cloth pads

so this month, i chucked my disposable menstrual products in favor of re-usable cloth pads.  (please read my previous eco-minded moontime post for more general info and a broader look at what i’m working on.)  of all the alternatives that i’m trying, this one is the most often maligned.  a quick trip to farcical info boards like yahoo! answers yields a wealth of disdain and disgust at the idea of washing and re-using menstrual pads, but as i indicated in my last moontime post, these feelings are indicative of our cultural problems with menstrual blood.  most of us don’t flinch at the idea changing a diaper, yet this act involves handling feces, something capable of making you quite sick if it manages to weasel its way into your system.  menstrual blood is just that—it’s blood.  and more than that, its your own blood.  it may be messy, but its the outward sign of our ability to reproduce as a species. Read the rest of this entry »

lunar musings

as we approach the full moon, i feel compelled to write about it…but what to say?  there’s so much that it’s almost impossible to know where to begin.  the moon has fascinated human beings (english teachers, get ready to cringe) since the daaaaaaaawn of tiiiiiiiiime!  but seriously, humans have been mystified by this serene celestial body, i am positive, for as long as there has been abstract thought.  each culture has its own set of myths and legends, gods and goddesses, associated with the moon, and both our recent (well, relatively anyway) lunar landing and our subsequent failure to return have only further fueled humanity’s obsession with our nearest neighbor.

i suppose that, since i’m approaching such a massively huge topic, the best place to start would be, well, with a definition—and with some good old-fashioned science—but not too old-fashioned mind you!.  so what is a moon?  in general, a moon is a natural satellite of a planet.  earth’s moon (i wonder if she’s upset that we just call her moon; the other moons have sweet names) is 238,900 miles away and is about 1/80 the size of its primary, the planet earth.   Read the rest of this entry »

eco-minded moontime, part 1

this was actually the first blog entry that i wanted to do, but i figured that i needed to lure you in with innocuous topics like tea and laundry before diving head-first into MENSTRUATION!!!!!  ok, how many of you cringed when i said MEEEEEEEEEENSTRUATION!!!?  no seriously–i was actually reluctant to write this entry because, in general, people jump so quickly to defcon 8000 when anyone talks about periods.  when i recognized this as a concern of mine, however, it reminded me how we as women desperately need to talk about menstruation—to tease out all of the discomfort, the squeamishness, and also, for so many women that i’ve met, the guilt and self-loathing—the embarrassment at what should be (what IS) a beautiful and natural Read the rest of this entry »