I do not desire to be graphic. But I experienced a miracle today and I need to share it with the world.
Move over Jackie Oh - you're not the only one having some miracles.
Picture it.
the Mormon master bathroom
It's the morning. Dawn's early light is peeking through my tasteful wood blinds with goldenrod curtains.
I, Mama, hop on my slim, white WeightWatchers scale to see if I have miraculously lost 20 lbs over night. (A girl can dream.)
sigh - no such luck
Now - picture a disheartened Mama shuffling to the potty.
At this point, you might want to halt the visualization.
After a most discreet and genteel tinkle, I re-weighed myself before popping into the shower. And WHATTHEMONKEY? I'd lost a pound.
A pound of tinkle? Clearly, this was a Mormon miracle. I have to share it with the wooooooorld.
