Thoughts and Perspectives From the Mind of a Common Girl
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Here’s a thought…
Since prunes are dehydrated plums, why isn’t prune juice called plum juice? ~M
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I am the oldest of three and grew up with a sister who is seven years younger than me. I can still remember the very first time our mother served my sister a chicken leg for dinner. She was probably about four years old, and she looked up at our mother, with her innocent baby blue eyes, and in her teeny tiny voice she said,
Everyone promptly burst out laughing and it’s been something which none of us have ever forgotten. I really wish I would have written down more of the things my own girls have said over the years. There were a ton of funny things, but sadly I can’t remember the majority of them anymore.
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Been feeling like something is off with my bladder. I have a very sensitive one, and caffeine, spicy, or citrus type foods, can sometimes cause me to feel awful.
So this morning, after a few days of discomfort, I told my husband I still wasn’t feeling well. In his joking way, he said, “You gonna go see your, what ya call him? Poopiologist?”
I raised an eyebrow and said, “You mean my Urologist?” Shaking my head and rolling my eyes at him, he says, “Oh yeah, that’s the one!”
Not to embarrass him, but I often wonder where he comes up with these things. He knew it wasn’t the right word, but where Poopiologist came from, I have no idea! Lol…
And besides that, it’s not the pooping I’m having a problem with! At least we both had a good laugh over it.
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Putting My Feet in the Dirt 