Flood??

There I was, sitting in a stall in the ladies room, minding my own business, when the bathroom door slammed open and hurried footsteps danced a jig to the nearest open stall. The stall door banged shut, a few seconds of scuffle, then I thought Niagara Falls had suddenly burst loose. Lord have mercy, that girl can go! It went on for what seemed like forever until I thought she must have emptied every inch of her insides. I can't remember ever having to go that much or that furiously.

When she finally finished and sighed her relief I almost laughed right out loud. It was all I could do to stifle my amusement. Why on earth did she wait so long? I am sure there was a good reason, but its a wonder she didn't have an accident. She must have consumed a few gallons of fluids. There are times I would give my left eyetooth to be able to go that well. Sign of a young body, I suppose. Who would have ever thought they would be grateful to pee buckets?

Every day I find I am grateful for things that one does not normally give thanks for. I wonder what God thought when I told him how much I wanted to be able to generate Niagara Falls next time I visit the ladies room? Maybe he was stifling his laughter at how silly his children sometimes are.