TP

I feel like I've written about this before, but I can't find the post.  Forgive me if you've heard this before- those of you who know me well know that I can tell the same story over and over again (while you patiently listen...)

When I was young my aunt and uncle lived in our town.  They had a lot of kids, both older and younger than me.  It was always fun to go to their house because it felt so different from our house and there was always a lot going on.  One time when I was probably 5 or 6 I got stuck in the bathroom with no toilet paper.  I yelled and yelled for someone to bring me more "TP" (our family word for toilet paper).  Finally my cousin Jared came running to see what I needed.  When I told him he went off and didn't come back for a long time.  When he finally returned, he was dragging a play Indian teepee tent behind him.  "That's not what I need!  Toilet paper!  To wipe!" 

It still cracks me up every time I write "TP" on my shopping list to remember my earnest cousin dragging that huge tent behind him. 

And, one more toilet paper story for you, because the young me was quite embarrasing, and the old me doesn't mind sharing these stories- now that I'm a mom it's nice to see the humor in things...

Our family used to go on vacation every year to this mountain resort town.  We stayed in this huge house, and all of my dad's sisters and their families would stay there too.  Those are some of my happiest memories.  Except for this embarrassing one: being shamed in front of all those people!  You see, I was using the bathroom, and there was no toilet paper.  Perhaps remembering the tent mishap of years ago, I didn't call for help.  Instead, I somehow tore off the cardboard roll and used that to wipe.  Needless to say, that didn't flush down the toilet.  My dad wasn't very happy about having to fish it out, and he let everyone know it.  And the rest, as they say, is history.