Also known as the story of how I told many stories in a single post (mostly parenthetically).
Yesterday my life was transformed by a very small thing that will affect me in a very big way. Let me tell you a story.
My husband, the wonderful and amazing Neal (he's a life changing story in and of himself), loves to go to the movies. We are not one of those couples that gets all creative on our date nights. We go to dinner and a movie. It's very predictable, but also quite relaxing and the best place for people of the movie-popcorn-loving persuasion (also another interesting story, consisting of the fact that Neal would pay movie popcorn prices to have movie popcorn to watch a video rental at home. Okay, that's pretty much the whole story.).
Anyway, I digress. Here's the point. I spend a lot of time at movies. This means that I spend a lot of time in movie bathrooms. It's embarassing to admit, but it's true. The four or five glasses of water I drink at dinner always have an effect on me (sometime more than once, my record is five times in the same movie). It's bizarre, but I have the world's smallest bladder. You would think I would learn not to drink so much at dinner, but it's kind of a compulsion, and I don't realize I'm doing it (dang, addictive, restaurant tap water!).
The result of all this is that I inevitable miss the life-changing, gut-wrenching, tear-jerking, climax of the movie, or worse, I miss the kiss! It's very annoying and it makes me want the $10.50 (well $8.50 now that we're in the military) back that I paid to use the movie theater bathrooms and see all the slow parts of their movies. It's so not worth the money.
Well, anyone who has spent any amount of time with me knows how much money I spend for the privilege of using a movie theater bathroom while they actually watch a movie. This is the case with my dear friend Kasieand her husband Jared. Neal and I have seen more movies with those two than anyone else on the face of the planet. They know the routine: sit near the isle on the side with a door, laugh at Candi every time she has to go in and out of the theater, etc, etc.
So the other day Jared, being the thoughtful guy that he is (and never one to miss the opportunity to make himself laugh) gives me the address to this revolutionary internet site he's discovered, www. runpee.com
No, I discovered, this is not a joke. It is a real site (complete with yellow headings and letters that dance). But the point is it tells you when to go to the bathroom and what you're going to miss! And it's always a boring part and sometimes it has multiple options and if you have an i-phone you can set a timer and it alerts you with a beep that it's time to go!! LIFE. CHANGING.
So that's the story of how my life was forever changed. I didn't say it would be a good one. Now excuse me please... I need to use the WC.