...and poop in the other, see which one fills up faster.
That has always been one of my favorite expressions, haha. Speaking of POOP... wow, I know what you're thinking... "Great segway, Mia." Well, thank you, thank you.
But I really want to introduce you to one of my absolute favorite people, Abbey from The Makings of a Mess. She cracks me up every single day, whether I'm reading her blog, or having a silly email or Twitter conversation with her... she's just all-around good people!
So, without further ado... Here's Abbey to tell you about poop. Enjoy!
Abbey saying, "I'm FABULOUSSSS!"
Hello to my bloggy BFF's readers! My name is Abbey and I write over at The Makings of a Mess. I'm 24 years old, work with 24 crazy kindergarteners, drink lots of tea, shop at Target and TJ Maxx, and love to read! I am so excited to be guest posting today about something that might make many of you blush while reading. But Mia and I think it is some funny shit. No pun intended. Yes, I am hear to talk to you about poop. Okay, for the past few years this has been my favorite word. I would just randomly say it wherever I was. Mainly at home, but...I couldn't help myself! Seriously, it's just funny.
For the longest time, I was always embarrassed upon the subject. Not saying the word [because I obviously had no trouble with that], but the actual action, talking about it, that kind of thing. My roommates during sophomore year of college were very open about their poop. When they had to go, what it was like. I remember they even had a poop record going for a month to see who pooped more. Yeah, it was pretty strange.
Abbey and Jason... awwww
Well, I've been dating Jason now for a year and a half. He was pretty open about pooping a few months into dating, but me? I've never been comfortable bringing it up with a guy. Not about my own poop, right? Because it's always been said that, "Girls don't poop." And hey, some guys even believe it! I have finally given in that this myth is false. And this may be a bit TMI for some of you, but I must tell you a short story...
Recently, I was over at Jason's house and I was getting a little hot and antsy. Ya know...stomach stuff. I was sitting with him on the couch moving around and he goes, "You alright?" And this is the first time admitting it to him and I flat out said, "I have to poop!" So that was that! I just get really self-conscious about those things! I know it's natural and we all do it, but...BOY! Was I relieved to just say it and...uh, get it out of the way?
So ladies, do whatcha gotta do. Don't be afraid to just poop. It'll make you feel a lot better rather than holding it in. And, thankfully, Jason isn't someone who will taunt you about it afterward. I guess we're finally at that very open part of our relationship where pooping is normal and if you gotta go, you go!
I hope you all aren't too afraid to come say hi over on my blog now after sharing those intimate details of my life. Seriously, I hope you all have a super pooper day! [And I hope I've made that your new favorite word!]
Thanks, Abbey cakes! Haha, see what I mean? She's just awesome.
So whatever you call it... droppin a deuce, dropping the kids off at the pool, riding the porcelain throne, having a bowel movement (ha!), just go do it. Stay regular, peoples, that's the name of the game. Ciao!