Please, ask me... Say it like this:
- Miriam, what have you and your husband done this morning?
You did? OK.
I will tell you. And I assure you that it was NOT what you are thinking about! We are too old for that nonsense!
We started yesterday afternoon, after I came home from work. We went shopping and came home with two huge boxes in the back of the Jeep. Boy, it was difficult for the two of us to load them, since no one came to help us. Oh, well.
So, this morning, from seven to twelve - because we had to go back to the store in the middle of the work for a missing part - we did it!
We installed two brand new Jacuzzi Poopers in our bathrooms, replacing the old, uncomfortable, low to the ground, non-flushing, noisy, inefficient, nasty looking, and non-economical pieces of junk that we had before.
!!!!!!!
This picture is not from any of our bathrooms but it is the model that we bought.
Hurray for the Poopers!!!!
Now, what is wrong with being happy with a new pooper? Pooping is a serious business. One has to be happy while doing it, otherwise it does not work well.
You did not know that?
I, for instance, need silence and solitude. Maybe a book or a nice magazine. Something to make me daydream in the meantime. But that's not just enough. A fantastic round seat, so well measured that it cuddles my behind, the proper height, and a silent flush afterwards.
The glory of pooping!
That's it. That's what we did this morning.
The S.O.S. is for dinner tonight. You see, we got inspired by the new pieces and we are having Shit On a Shingle for dinner.
Oh don't go there!
You do know what I am talking about, don't you?
The dried chopped beef with white gravy, served over toasts.
It is not my fault that people call it Shit On a Shingle.
Like this picture I found on the net:
Love ya!
8 comments:
Just tellin' it like it is, that's why I like you so much! :)
Congrats on the new porcelain! Many happy eliminations to you both!
Nice looking commode! I wouldn't mind having a new one, ours is referred to as a big jon, and my feet dangle like a kid's.
I think, shit on the shingle, was an old army or such recipe. I can't eat it anymore - too much salt.
Pooping is far better than wookie wookie! Don't fancy the shit on toast thing though!!! xxx
Hey -- take pleasure wherever you can!
My husband loves the dried meat -- on sandwiches. Bonus that the containers serve as juice glasses after the meat is eaten! :)
Nice Poopers! We are slowly replacing all the toilets in our house, and I just love how efficient the low-flush toilets are. Whoosh, and everything's gone. None of the gurgle, swoosh, splash, gurgle of the old toilets. Just one quick, simple whoosh. Why do I find that so satisfying?!
Did you know there is a puddig here called Spotted Dick ?
A friend's daughter heard someone order it and said , " Mummy that lady over there is being rude "
Hi there - I responded back to your mosaic question as a comment on the same post. I tried to email you directly but I got the "noreply" message so I guess you don't have your email linked up or public. :) Just wanted to make sure you saw it. :)
sigh...you know youre getting older when You can totally relate to the poop thing..
But hey, new pottys, good deal !
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