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Be a man....Do it standing up!

If you have read my previous post, you'll understand the logic to this post.

The other night, I had to get up to use the bathroom. When I returned to bed, Cora said, "you know, if you didn't want to turn on the light to use the bathroom, you could just do what we women do and back in and sit on the toilet."

To be honest, in all of my years, I had never considered this. My response was, "well, I would consider doing that, but my biggest fear is that someone may leave the toilet seat up and I may fall into the toilet."

Never mind the fact that Coralee and I are the only two people who use this bathroom, if I were to do such a thing, my manliness meter may drop a few degrees. No can do! I'll continue to turn on the light and do it like a man!

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  1. Spade1076January 28, 2007 at 10:02 AM

    HEY YOU!! I'm so happy to see you back blogging. I decided I needed to start doing it too..I have sure been missing you and the family. You guys crack me up!! Who thinks of this stuff. LOVE YA TO PIECES!!

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  2. Curtis MoserJanuary 29, 2007 at 11:21 AM

    you must be getting old if you have to get up in the middle of the night to pee.

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  3. CheethFebruary 10, 2007 at 4:57 AM

    I think we can all let the missed week(s?) slide if you start up again soon.

    Your Blogbuster

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