Don’t call the police, but I’ve been traficking fiber. I have it stockpiled at my house ’cause I’ve been looking for a fiber supplement. If they invade my premises, they will NOT like what they see. I even brought some to work to share with my poo challenged co-workers. In my search for the perfect fiber supplement, I’ve found a winner:
This stuff is great! It totally dissolves in water, like, it was never there! Can’t see it, can’t taste it. I’ve even snuck some into some meals. They make them in these little flavor packets, which I didn’t care for because I don’t really like adding things to my drink. But, if you can handle Crystal Light, you can handle one of these packets in your drink.
And the most important part: It gets the poo pipe pumpin’ — and clean colons are the hotness! Yeah, I know you all wanted to know that.
It’s Friday, I’m out. See you guys Monday!!
Aidan and I were just having one of those nights. Every time I have told him to do something for the last couple days, he has just had an all out cry fit. Last night, I couldn’t take it anymore. Fed up to my ears, I yelled at him to just get in the bed. Right.Now. I picked up the phone to do the thing I said I wouldn’t do — get his daddy on the phone to make him act right. So, frustrated and highly pissed, I go to my favorites and hit the Tim button.
Chic: Hello?
****silence****
Chic: Um, hello?
Me: Who the hell is this?
Chic: Who did you call?
Me: Wha…who did I call…What the hell….who.is.this!?!?
Chic: *lip smack*sigh*
Me: *Thinking I know she ain’t giving me no attitude* I’m calling Tim…who….wha….
Chic: Girl, this is me.
**** I look down at my phone****
Me: Oh, I pressed your button by mistake. I’m trying to call Tim to get Aidan in trouble, I’ll call you back.
Tasha: **sigh** You can’t even say hey or how you doing or nothing?
Me: Yeah, hey how you doin? I’ll call you back.
*Click*
I sometimes wonder if it’s hard being my friend.
