Well fellow bloggers I had an very interesting experience on Sunday the 15th of February. (A day that will live infamy for me!) I was sitting on the toilet and heard this really loud pop/boom. I looked around thinking James fell out of his crib but I heard no crying neither was Heather running to the rescue.
Needless to say the toilet seat broke. TALK ABOUT SHATTERING ONES CONFIDENCE!!!!! I felt horrible, I knew I was fat but I didn't realize I was toilet seat shattering material. I went downstairs all distraught and told Heather what had just happened. All she did was laugh at me (as if a mans ego is not fragile enough) and say well do we need a new toilet. No, dear we just need a new seat. Thanks!
So I guess the writing is on the wall. I need to diet & exercise. I figure I will start the wonderful insanity of diet & exercise after my birthday. I know this is going to sound terrible but I want to eat a good dinner (last meal sort of speak) and have spice cake for my b-day. (Oh curse the FALL of man! and the Strasser Genetics!) Maybe I should just get rid of Michael's Dime Fund and start a lipo fund!!!!
4 comments:
Well, I wouldn't want to detour you from any healthy habits... but sometimes that just happens! It happened to my dad last summer, and their toiler was super fancy and one year old... I think sometimes there are just flaws that make them weak in some spots. But enjoy that spice cake whatever way you go!
Really, it worked out for the best. I love the new seat!
Too funny! Thanks for the good chuckle! I wish that would happen to Chris so he would be motivated to exercise! Here's to being healthy after our b-days!
I am laughing so hard right now. That is AWESOME! (Good luck with the diet.)
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