It Only Hurts When I Blog

Greetings, Bloggy Sages!

You know you're getting old when you start packing your favorite brand of toilet tissue for your trip. That's kind of pitiful, isn't it?

The worst toilet tissue I have ever experienced was in England at the McDonalds restaurant near the London Eye - it was exactly like thin sheets of wrapping paper or the gray, thin math pad paper we used as kids in math class. Remember that stuff?

I also chose a restroom once that was OUT of tissue and had to use one of those paper tissue toilet liners instead. That was equally unacceptable.

Mine is Charmin Ultra - in case you were wondering. There are BATTLES between people who love White Cloud and people who insist Charmin is softer.

Okay, enough potty talk. The End.