Naming our vaginas had really not occurred to most of us in the discussion. I proposed that perhaps this was because they are so much a part of us, so integrated a body part, that the thought of giving it a separate name is alien. The grown-ups from my parents' generation agreed with me: evidently I'd given voice to something they couldn't articulate. We digressed into how the penis is a commonly nicknamed body part, and perhaps this is because it is physically more isolated from the body, as well as having a mind of its own. (This was what prompted the penis puppet discusion.) I do, however, lecture my uterus, on cramps and menstrual timing. I demonstrated some of the lectures, much to the general gigglishness.
I learned that I may want to opt for herbal progesterone cream to apply on the outside of my body rather than doing hormone replacement therapy, to smooth out the menopause.
After I got home, my roommatesister and I went out on a walk to a store up the road to replace a certain bit of equipment. Damn flimsy plastic shit. This was her annual "I will spoil my entire household" moment with the tax refunds, so I got some shiny things. On our way back, we got interesting assorted edibles.
It was a good evening.