caffeine…. maybe mom was right
so I never drank caffeine, mainly cause mom said not too, she said it wasn’t good for you. I didn’t really believe her, but I believed she was mom, therefore god for all intents and purposes. Until one day when I was 9, I went to costco with my heathen friend chris, and his mom got us costco dogs for lunch, complete with fries and…. wait for it, pepsi. That’s right, and I was surrounded by unsympathetic peer pressure and she’d already made the purchase, so I guiltily drank my forbidden beverage, downing a full 32 oz in minutes, and feeling like quite the rebel. That is until it hit me, I had to pee. I was sitting in the back of a car en route to home and with about an hour to go, and I had to pee bad. Like seeping into my kidney bad, so I said a prayer, and me and God struck a deal, if he would help me hold it, I pleaded, if he would help me hold it and not urinate all over the back seat of my best friends moms plush brown carpet interior, I would never drink caffeine against my mothers wishes again. Both ends of the bargain were upheld, and then just today I found the science behind ole momma’s instructions. Thanks ma.
So this has me thinking of another bodily function story you have, (apricots and Nauvoo) and I am thinking you should have prayed then….But then i guess we wouldn’t have stories to tell that made us laugh till we cried. Good find on crazy things caffiene does to us! Thanks.