Ok let me make y’all laugh real quick. ( have y’all seen sex and the city the movie the 1st one, where charlotte poops her pants???)))
Ok so my day started off really good. Had a meeting, took care of some things at school, and when I left the school I went home to change so I could go to the dollar show and see prince of persia.
While I was home the mailman knocked at the door. Ian answered and took a certified package. It was my moms remains. 🙁 That put a HUGE damper on my spirits, I cried in ians arms but eventually pulled it together to leave for the show.
Well this morning I ate cereal for breakfast, now I am lactose intolerant but I lovvvvvve cereal. Specifically captain crunch berries. So that’s what I ate. Ian and I had joked about me getting the bg’s in the meeting earlier and we had a great laugh. But I hadn’t thought anything more of it.
I get to the theater pay my dollar, purchase a coke and nachos and a hotdog. I was hungry since I hadn’t eaten since breakfast. Well half way through the hotdog. I feel my stomach flip. In my head I’m like oh lawd here we go. Usually the intolerance is more annoying than anything else. So I’m watching the movie (which is a great movie btw) and my stomach is gurgling. But the movie is very engaging. So I’m thinking ok ill just go to the bathroom after this scene.
Scene ends and I jump up and walk expeditiously out the theater into the lobby and rush across the lobby into the ladies bathroom.
Well by the time I make it into the bathroom my stomach is ROLLING and I’m literally dancing in circles trying to get my panties down and position myself to squat (divas NEVER sit) over the toilet.
So I get my panties all the way down and finally I have some relief stomach quiets down and all is right with the world….
UNTIL I LOOK DOWN
Lol apparently my panties were NOT completly in the clear before my ass exploded. LOL
They now reside in the lovely waste receptacle of the ladies restroom.
Its times like these that I’m S0 glad my momma always taught me to be prepared!!!
I did NOT have any more panties (but I go pantiless quite often, so it wasn’t a big deal). But I did have plenty napkins and hand sanitizer in my purse along with running water from the sink, so I was able to clean myself up! (Geaux me)
So my day went from HIGH (productive morning), LOW (receiving my moms ashes and wanting to just get in bed for a few days and cry it out) to LOWER (essentially pooping my panties), to HIGH(cracking the fuk up laughing while cleaning myself up and NOT giving in to the depression monster who was seriously nipping at my heels)
I mean really sometimes you just HAVE to laugh at yourself. Lol
So no matter what happened to you today, it could NOT have been worse than mine. Lol
And its okay to laugh… I sure did