Are you there, bloggers? It's me, Julie...

Did any of you read any Judy Blume books growing up? I did and loved them. I don't think I really understood what was going on with the book "Are You There, God? It's me, Margaret." I vaguely remember someone telling me later on in life that it had to do with masturbation (eek...sorry to say such a thing on this wholesome blog), but I think I was probably in 5th or 6th grade when I read the book so I never got the whole "touching her special place" or whatever it was. I am sure I was perplexed and wondered how anyone could get any joy out of touching their hand or ear or whatever the freak the "special place." Of course, I could be just fabricating all of this unknowingly because I don't even remember that book at all. I just have a special spot for the title.