Irregular jEN no more

stuff not to put in a toiletWhatever could that mean? Poop. Yes, I’ve said it. Poop. There. I feel better. Even better now that I’ve done it (the pooping that is).

There’s something about lengthy air travel that binds me up fiercely and it’s only today that sweet relief found its way through my river of intestines to the delta that is our toilet.
Yay! I finally feel like I’m home. πŸ™‚

I’m sorry Mom- I know this is the kind of post that you shake your head and deny parenthood over. Hey- you taught me to be expressive… πŸ˜‰

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6 thoughts on “Irregular jEN no more”

  1. You know it, I know it, anyone who has flown more than a couple of hours knows it… Be must you share.. Still, could have been worse..

  2. Of course I must share, dear Zac! What is a blog if not for sharing… πŸ˜‰

    I dunno, I don’t think just a few hours messes anyone up; I think 8 hours, a week in a different time-zone, then 8 more hours of flight messes a person up. I didn’t get backed up going to Portugal from here or any time I went to Florida from Indiana, not that anyone asked… heh heh

    “Still, could have been worse…” ??? Not sure how my confessional reporting of bowel movements could’ve “been worse” β€šΓ„ΓΆ?Γ‘?Γ†Β¬Β¨β€šΓ„β€ perhaps you have something to share? lol πŸ˜€
    I look forward to your sordid bathroom tales!

  3. Geez, I’m never going to get used to having an adult daughter who blogs about bodily functions! Yes, I shook my head and said OMG when I read it. Besides teaching you to express yourself, wasn’t there something about euphemisms (unwell, upset stomach, etc.) and delicacy? I’d swear I bored you with those lessons, too.

    Love you, oh expressive one.
    Your repressed Mom

  4. Everytime I travel I get all “binded” up and when I get home, sweet relief. Sadly, it occasionally occurs on the airplane about 500 miles from home. πŸ™‚

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