Greetings, Flecks of Bulgar Wheat!
So we can't all produce babies. One thing we CAN do is keep our colons clean and happy with a high fiber diet, and that's just what I'm doing today. Tabouli salad for lunch, and tonight I'm making something involving flax meal - probably muffins. Not that I'm having any particular problems going number two at this moment - believe me, I'd tell you in great detail if that were the case - but I've lately just been in kind of a high-fiber mood.
I've told a few of my friends about this sick and twisted mental image I have of what goes on in the colon, and I'll share it with you too. I picture these little men called Poop Elves who live way up there inside you, and when it's time for you to go number two, they chant "heave ho!" in unison and - using all kinds of medieval looking tools - they push out the human waste. Sometimes they get tired, those little Poop Elves, and require some assistance in doing their job (kind of like sperm, as we discussed earlier). That's where fiber comes in; it's like a dose of vitamins, a physical strength booster.
Oh - and by the way - Shaz posted recently about strange search terms that had led readers to her blog. The one on the top of my own list is "my hamster miscarried." Yes, I did mention miscarrying hamsters at one point in this blog, and I'll give a dollar to whoever can find it. The real question is, can hamsters miscarry? For some reason that never occurred to me. And what happens when they do? Do they have counseling for that kind of thing? BOGS for hamsters? Support groups? The only reason I even mention this now is because I wonder what search terms will lead people to a post called Poop Elves.