Have you checked your tail lights lately? It was time to inspect mine to make sure they were not out and that I didn’t get a ticket. I know they are not perfect or new or shiny or firm or bright but they are mine nevertheless, and I am attached to them – literally!
As you may remember, I am ‘traveling’ throughout my body in preparation for the day I turn 50. Just making sure all is in check and in no need of a tune up. I have found a few (well ok, a lot) of parts that are in need of replacing, but after comparing prices at different shops, it is way too costly. I am stuck in my clunker of a body for 50 more years.
So I dove right into checking out my backside to make sure it’s ok. You know, my tail lights. But (note, only one t), it occurred to me that I have used the word, butt on several occasions throughout my blog. Like when I blogged about telling butt jokes while in the middle of surgery or when I described my beautiful butt chin.
Well, I decided that I don’t like that word and that you have had more than enough of having to see it. From this day forward, If I find myself having to discuss the word
butt, I vow to replace it with another word with the same meaning.
Let’s take a look at my options:
Rear or rear end, ass, booty, trunk, bottom, tookus, derriere, bum-bum, buns, fanny, behind, seat, hind end, tush or tushi or tushy, glutes, hiney, tail lights,
buttox, backside, buttocks, rump, arse, caboose, pooper, posterior, buttcheecks, dupa, bumper, biscuit, cheeks, skids, butter beans, suitcase, shelf and my new fav, gouda!
I’m sure I have missed some other names and welcome your suggestions. In the meantime, gouda is today’s choice! I love it! Not my gouda, but just the word.
My gouda, it turns out, is just fine. Not too sharp, or mild or….aged. I am happy to report that it will definitely take me through another 50 years, providing me with continued padding and comfort.