The Blood Necklace

Warning! This story is TMI… otherwise knows as TOO MUCH INFORMATION! If you read further please remember you have been warned!

Still here? Of course you are! Who doesn’t want to hear something this scandalous!

Soooooooooooo because of the Hurricane I had no power.  When you have no power, you have no water, so you want to be very strategic when flushing the toilet.  You only have one or two no power flushes, so you want to save them for when you go to brown town.

As such, when I relieve my bladder, I don’t flush the toilet. However, I was not alone in the bathroom this fateful morning, because Munch was with me yammering away about how she wanted to wear her blue socks and not her green stripe-y socks.  Come to think of it, I almost never go to the bathroom alone without her barging in.  What is with that? Does any mother pee alone?  I digress.

So when I got off the toilet, I started fooling around with some of my toiletries as Munch and I discussed the benefits of keeping her goddamn green stripe-y socks on.  While we were debating Munch looked in the toilet; presumably to look at my pee considering we do discuss potty training quite a bit these days.

“Mamma, there is a necklace in there.  I want the Munchee necklace.”

Oh dear god.  I looked in the toilet, and in the center of the toilet paper was a brilliant red, bright ruby colored dot.  Not a necklace, but actually the beginning punctuation of my period.

“Mamma, get it.  I want the Munchee necklace.”

“Ummmmm no, Munch, that is actually not a necklace.”

And with that I flushed the toilet.

“Noooooooooooooo!!!!! Mamma Nooooooo!!! I WANT THE MUNCHEE NECKLACE!!! WAHHHHHHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHAHHHHH!”

Oh the horror of it all…

(Even I, although tempted, could not take a picture of this display for my blog.  So instead, please enjoy a picture of Munch in a hot tub to take your mind to another place).