There comes a time in everyone's life when they must...nap. My solar pumpkin and I came home from work on Saturday morning and our asses were dragging. (If a pumpkin has an ass.) We went to bed around 10 a.m., all snuggled beneath the covers, spooning. When I awoke, naturally, he was gone. At first, I thought maybe he got up to get a bite to eat. But then I realized he'd been kidnapped once again. Sigh. I'm like, "Screw it! I'm not even going to look for that damn pumpkin. It will turn up eventually." Oh, it turned up alright. When I lifted the lid of the toilet to pee and....
Here's a rather...um...interesting calendar.Labels: solar pumpkin saga continues |
Need a smaller seat for "him"! It would be a bitch, indeed, to get-up, sit down to take a dump, and fall in! Not to mention having to spend the entire NIGHT in there!
Me, I have no problem with that---I sit AROUND the seat---LITERALLY!!!