why i love comet with bleach.

okay. so i've been thinking a lot lately.

public restrooms: one of the many reasons it pays to be a dude.



let's critically think about this.
GROSS!
for girls, we have to sit where someone else just sat. and everybody knows where you are going. it's like, i'm going pee. and if we think about the act of peeing, it is not necessarily an open and appropriate thing.
and its a freaking public restroom. Ew!



toilets at homes are not as bad. but at boys houses, sometimes it's pretty gross. i have had many a conversation about this. a friend recently said, "i mean, i hate going to the bathroom there!! i'm afraid someone is going to walk in or something!"

as children, we are potty trained.
it is generally an exciting time.




i mean, these kids look so happy. the last one looks a little scared, but still cute.

however. when i was a child (sweet hair, huh?) i refused to use public restrooms.



this probably doesn't surprise most of you, but i had my own "special potty"

it looked something like that, except it was pink. when we would go on trips, i would use that potty. i would not use public restrooms. i would only use my pink potty. my mom would set it somewhere in the front of the mini-van and i would just go there. then my mom would take care of things after that.
this may explain more about me. why i am the way i am =)
ha! and i am still repulsed by public restrooms. i cringe even thinking about them.


some interesting public restrooms:





my personal favorite.
scared asian child.

there is a restroom in houston, texas. you cannot see in it, but they can see out at you.



amazing??!
i think so.


--mary kate