Feminine.

I'm not one of those girls who sits around talking about her cycle, her uncontrollable mood swings, or how much she craves chocolate over sex. In fact, I'm generally not even a fan of chocolate. And conversations like that make me feel too much like a bored suburban stereotype of a "woman" instead of a young, funky 30-something "girl".

But yesterday, my status as a "woman" smacked me right in the face when I went to the local Publix and somewhat subconsciously picked up these two items...and only these two items. When I became aware of the fact I was standing knee-deep in a pile of my own cliche, I took this picture with my camera phone.