OK people, some things are private and you just don't share them. With anyone. The worst offender thus far- "we're trying to have a baby". Uh did you just say that? Out loud? To me? As matter of fact as, "I'm going to try to plant a garden this year?" EW. Now my mind went there. THERE. You know. Your bedroom. I am thinking of you 2, uh, doing the ol' mattress mambo. I didn't WANT to go there. My mind couldn't help it. It's like when someone has a disability and you try so hard not to stare that you still stare. So no I don't want to picture you with that sweaty beast gyrating on top of you. That is PRIVATE. I also do not want to ever discuss the following: your colonoscopy and how you had to "cleanse" beforehand, your private relations with your significant other, hemorrhoids, whether your children (or you!) were planned or not, itchy "private" rashes, you get the picture. Enough people. Just because they do it on reality television does not mean I need to hear all about it from you too. Not that I watch reality TV. But I'll save that for another day...
Tip of the day folks- sometimes it's better to remain a bit of a mystery! Makes you more interesting than putting it all out there, that means Facebook too!
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