Here is a link to describe my experience at the YMCA. I am totally blaming Kari who ditched me.
And a completely unrelated experience, but not really, though I'm not explaining the connection, is an interchange between Wilson and I.
A few months ago I explained constipation to him in terms he could understand. I said, "It's when you can't get your poop out."
Two days ago I was heading into the bathroom. He asked me what i was doing and I told him I was going to go poop. He said, "I thought you couldn't get your poop out."
No wonder I'm so crabby! Wilson thinks I've been constipated for 4 months!