I haven't pooped for almost a week! I don't understand it, this does not happen to me, as soon as I heard my mother's voice my bowels just seized up. I highly suspect that it has something to do with the amount of bread I have been eating, I am addicted to Granary bread. We don't have granary bread in the states so when I come home I tend to binge.
I went to the beauty shop thursday with Granny and convinced her to add some spice into her life, she passed on the light blue rinse and, at my suggestion, opted for the fire engine red semi-permanent color. I think something went wrong in the chemistry of the color though because her hair came out more road-cone orange which when combined with her trademark hooker red lipstick and nail polish and her very light complexion makes her look like a punk rock experiment gone horribly awry. She thinks it looks fabulous, thank God for cataracts.
