Each week when I fill in the "What I Miss" field, I think of the obvious things - like sleeping, and wine, and not feeling like a beached whale every time I lay down.
But one thing I haven't given its due credit is how much I miss PEPTO BISMOL. Man, what I wouldn't give for one of those beautiful little pink caplets that cure everything....
Especially now that I have the diet of a very oversized (and not very nimble) fruit bat, I would LOVE to take just one. Even a half of one. My digestive tract would love me for it. And my feet would thank me - because I spend a good portion of every day walking back and forth to the washroom, hoping to find it empty (because ladies just don't do that kind of thing when there's someone else in there - Nick does not get this). I understand, though, that our little brownie would likely not thank me for taking the Pepto... But man oh man... I miss the convenience of taking those perfect little pills and feeling fabulous no matter what I ate.
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