Thursday, December 4, 2008

Immaturity

I went with my husband, Billy, to a follow-up doctor appointment he had this week. The doctor was going through a long list of symptoms and asking my husband if he had experienced any of them, and when he got to "chronic diarrhea or constipation", it struck my funny bone for some reason and I had to stifle a chuckle. Seriously, Michele? You would think I was three, not thirty-three...

1 comment:

Kerri said...

pooh is always funny - I would have giggled too!

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