Gratuitous Uterus has a temperature.

Pictured: G.U. in graduation cap, next to US flag and diploma case labeled Virginia Western Community College.

I mean a degree. I got one too:

Pictured: author in graduation garb with diploma case.

Gratuitous Uterus visits the delivery room . . .

Pictured: G.U. at a pizza joint with an open pizza box.

 

. . . but opts for carry-out.

Gratuitous Uterus is on a horse.

Pictured: G.U. being held on the back of a bridled horse in halter and lead rope, held in front of a banner that reads: "Healing Strides of Virginia [???] Lives . . . One Stride at a Time."

Look at your uterus, now back at me. Now imagine the kinds of looks I get when I ask people if I can take photos like these.

Gratuitous Uterus calls her mom.

Pictured: G.U. holding a cell phone.

And thanks her for being a feminist.

This post is dedicated to my mother, who somehow gets awesomer every day, despite the fact that Blogger does not seem to think that awesomer is even a word. Screw you, Blogger. My mom lives it.

A Mother's Day wish I can get behind.

Gratuitous Uterus loves her clam.

Pictured: G.U. on a table with a wide-eyed, crocheted clam in front of her.

If I were a knitter, I would make a joke about purling.

Want your own clam?

Gratuitous Uterus is a teacher's pet.

Pictured: G.U. sits on the base of a white board next to a teacher writing on it.

At least zie's got class.

It's teacher appreciation week. Show your teachers some love.

p.s. I'm a teacher.

Gratuitous Uterus gets checked out.

Pictured: G.U. on a patient's chair next to a book titled "Urogynecology."

·         Or checked up. And she got a photo with a poster of one of her idols:

Pictured: On clicking, G.U. in front of a poster picturing different aspects of the female reproductive system.