Strange aroma

Ok, this is post number 98.  I didn’t mean for such a spate of posts to go up in one morning, but as I’m sitting here on my duffer, a lot of thoughts are coming to me!  Anyway, I’ve been sitting on the couch in my living room this whole time.  When I was calling the professor earlier, I smelled soap.  When I clicked “New Post,” I smelled coffee.  (I love the smell of coffee…just not the taste.)  But now, I’m smelling scrambled eggs.

Huh?  The only thing I can think of is pregnancy, but pregnant women have very sensitive olfactory glands, not schizophrenic, right?  Besides, Mik and I crack too many jokes about pregnancy as it is.  NB: It’s not that we make fun of pregnant women (or man, as the case may be).  We just have to pee a lot, that’s all.  Incidentally, if you click on that YouTube link, please disregard all the hateful comments.  It saddens me that all these people are devaluing a married couple’s relationship and their love of their child simply because one of them underwent a sex-change operation.

I don’t pretend to know much about “transgendered culture,” and I put it in quotation marks because I doubt that a bunch of people can all be lumped together that way.  Someone queried why any woman would want to marry a man who was once a woman.  Well, whenever you enter a new relationship, do you sort through all their baggage?  Or do you accept that you have a past, the other person has a past, and that together, you’ll create a future?

Perhaps more infertile women should consider marrying men who were born with female anatomy.  Sorry, that was flippant.  Incidentally, in my genetics class, we’ve been learning about the different permutations of sex chromosomes as well as the phenotypes that arise when you have an XX male (the paternal X carries SRY, or sex-determining region of Y) or XY female (the Y is SRY-).  There is so much biochemistry that already guides what we are that I don’t begrudge people their socio-anthropological differences, either.  I’m not sure if that last sentence made sense.  I’ll have to think on this.

At any rate, I just turned on “Regis and Kelly,” so I promise I’ll stop posting this morning!

Dang it…soapy smell again!

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