"supplies" = tampons, since hubby won't let me say that word in front of him, the big baby. I have learned to use it as an acceptable codeword.
I didn't even think of that.
Mind you, it puts your "thrill a minute" line in a whole new light.
(old story I've probably told here before: a mate of mine at the time was doing his first internal gynaecological exam, and after struggling to palpate the ovaries, told the doc who was teaching him: "I'm not getting any joy down here...")