I mean, really, how much pooh can one person hold? Most days are normal with me going to the bathroom once or twice and usually normal moves. But every once in a while my gut decides to show me just what kind of storage capacity it comes with. It's like an SUV or something. No sedan storage here. It's just so roomy in my intestines. Some days I just want to sew my butt shut (Sorry, I know that's gross).
Other than that it's been a great day. Sunny, clear skies, high of 75. Light breezes. I wish every day were like this (except the pooh part).
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If you're not dead, you've still got time.
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It always amazes me how much our bodies can hold. Not for the easily queazed.
