Where My Chamber Pots At!!!!
Video killed the radio star. Perhaps.
But indoor plumbing massacred the chamber pot!
And we are not the better for it.
Forget the idea of a poo-filled pot!
I'm talking peeing in the middle of the night.
What luxury to reach beneath the bed mid-dream,
pullout the pot, edge your lovely butt over or onto
said pot, and pee without barely awakening!
PREGNANT WOMEN EVERYWHERE
GO GET YOU A POT!!!!!
The Lovely Man came home with one and I've not
looked back! It will be a permanent being in our bedroom.
And with its lid, no odors. And with a little water in before
one pees, so easy to clean!
Also to note: the man continues to panic. My mother will
probably come out in August if I continue to successfully
carry the, as of now, 9 week old embryo. His quote of
the night: Oh sh*t! We have to finish the guest room
[which is not even started]! It may be snowing in August!
I love love love love love love love The Man.
And I love love love love love the comments and followers!!!!
It is so friggin' exciting!!!! I feel like my little hands are
branching out over the planet!!!!
A tango of ovaries!!!!