Beige Bras and Oatmeal

There is a line I seem to remember from The Color Purple. In my head it was from the movie, but who knows 'cause I read the book, too. (and if you'd like it, I'd be happy to swap with you)

Anyway, one of the lesbians said something like: Every day of my life, I got up, I put on a beige bra and I ate oatmeal for breakfast. I did it the day before I fell in love with a woman and I still did it the day after. Everything else can change, but beige bras and oatmeal will be the same.

Not an exact quote, mind you, but you get the gist. There are fundamental things that we value that we're not going to change.

(As a side note, my sweet gay sister gave me permission to hop the fence. If nothing else just to freak out our other way-over-the-top-hetero sister, I seriously considered it. Don't get me wrong, Heterosister's husband wouldn't mind watching...or touching my boobs. We're that close, baby.)

So, what are my beige bras and oatmeal? What are yours? For the Spermdonor, is it selfishness and porn? Talk amongst yourselves. That's what commetns are for (and I removed that silly you-have-to-get-your-own-blog thing, I think)