Thursday, February 16, 2012

To infinity and the John!

I was just in the "ladies room" doing what ladies do and I had a memory I thought I'd share.  I've been having lots of flashbacks lately, so maybe I'll post a few this month before I forget all about them and become like the old lady in "The Notebook".  Then when Gary comes to visit me in my fancy nursing mansion, he can read my blog to me every day.  Super!

Anyway, when I was a youngster, we lived on a very tight budget.  My Dad worked very hard for what we had, and my Mom & Dad both worked even harder at pinching pennies.  We never drove new cars or ate at fancy restaurants, but I never felt like I was lacking in anything ... I even remember owning a pair of Jordache jeans.  Sexy for sure!  As soon as I was old enough to babysit and make my own money, I was taught the same frugal lessons that my parents lived by ... and it worked.  

One night, when I was at one of my babysitting jobs, I was once again in the ladies room.  Shortly after assuming the position, I heard two little people outside of my door.  I wondered for a minute if they were needing something or if they were just anxious for my return.  Pretty soon, one of the little people spoke.
Little Person: "You know you can only use two squares!"
Me: "What?"
Little Person louder: 
Me:  "Okay!"  
As I tried to re-roll the surplus that was already in my hand, fully aware that the squares were probably marked and tracked on a T.P. Chart
 in the food storage room.

As I recalled this story tonight, I was grateful ... because I am not a two square kind of girl .... and honestly, I don't think two squares is enough for anybody!  I may never have a butler, by I had/have all of the toilet paper a girl could possibly hope for.

New definition of rich = infinity of squares

Enjoy your squares, ladies.  Enjoy the heck out of them!  


wesley's mom (sue) said...

That is so funny. I can remember my grandmother instructing me in the ways of toilet paper conservation and Sylvan's dad marks the inside of the toilet paper rolls with a date and time. He can tell you, to the minute, how long a (one ply) roll lasts in their house.

I'm with you. Toilet paper is a luxury I'm willing to splurge on.

Kacey's View said...

hahaha "Are you really that bad at going to the bathroom?" -Dwight Shrute.

Tina McKinnon said...

haha! What a funny memory! I'm surprised, however, that it doesn't include how your own dear daddy tried desparately to regulate how many squares the 5 females in his house used!! Seriously?! I don't think guys have a clue how much, or how many, we need!! EEWWW!! I just had a flash of what the 'finished job'... especially a BIG job, :) is like for someone using only 2 squares! YUCK! Anyway, I'm with you. That's a 'luxury' I intend to lavish myself with!! xox