A quickie

OK, not feeling much like posting, since I'm bordering on depression (wait, that's too dramatic.  I'm just nervous,) but Natalie cracked me up, so I decided to pop in for a quickie.  Before that, though, I must say that Sunday was awesome.  I took Brat for the longest ride we've had yet, and he was wonderful.  Mom and I took in the wonderful Missouri countryside, and I saw what remained of the train wreck.  Even though Brat almost went through the decrepit bridge, we all survived.  Maybe the long version will follow later.  Oh yeah, and check out my first time ever playing with window's movie maker!

OK, for the Natalie funny:  She has some, errr, ummm, digestive problems, that are inherited from my dad's side of the family.  She takes Miralax a couple of mornings a week (will probably be daily by the time she's a teen) to keep her "regular."  I have to ask the obvious question, "Have you pooped lately?" each day.  Yeah, annoying for all involved, but she'll go 3 or 4 days and not think to tell me.

So this morning, I asked, and she couldn't remember the last time she'd gone, so we did the Miralax thing.  Tonight, I told her to go take her shower.  It was FOREVER and the water still hadn't started.  I was trying to be patient, although I'm crabby today.  Finally, I said, "Hey!? Are you getting in the shower yet?"  She yelled back, "yeah, I just *now* finished going to the bathroom.  Oh, and I don't need Miralax tomorrow!"  ROFL!  I said, "OK Archie Bunker, thanks for the update!" and she started the shower.  What a laugh we had over that one.