Something took hold of my bowels this week and, with ominous authority, banished me to the small universe of bed and toilet basin. Needless to say this came as quite an unwelcome surprise. Since I was 'struck down', I have been dividing my time equally between the low-energy pastimes of sleeping, groaning, and Googling for a cure. I have it on good authority from some traveler's blog that there's an acupuncturist in India who swears by the healing effect of filling your belly button with salt, covering it in a few strips of fresh ginger and then setting it on fire. I'm becoming so bored with my own bottom that this belly bonfire might actually happen- I wonder if powdered ginger will do the trick?
So, I'm racking my brains to think of what kind of pictures I can use to spice up the rather dry subject matter. Google images had this to offer for belly bonfire:
Apparently locals were quite moved by what can clearly only be described as a bona fide sighting of the Virgin Mary in Mississippi last year- excluding the three people in the picture who are just wondering where the beer is.
Further googles on ‘belly button’ came up with this blog
Annoyingly he calls his blog a web-log as if he didn't get the message some how. As I suppose should be obvious mynavel.co.uk is about as interesting as a guy contemplating his navel can be.
His most recent entry is quite amusing, however, and details the some of the google searches that directed people to his page such as 'my son loves my belly button' amongst others. On the blog- sorry- Log, you will find a photo diary of each day's belly button fluff with a discussion on the effects of his attire and the tucking in of his top. Now I'm quite familiar with this belly fluff phenomenon after living with my fluff producing beloved husband to be for over 6 years now- and I’ve always found it rather charming- one of the great wonders of the world blah, blah, blah, swoon, swoon…
Mr mynavel.co.uk has unfortunately put a whole different (hairier) slant on the whole thing.
If you think you are man enough I'd encourage you to take a look at this guy's fluff. It's surprisingly personal and rather unpleasant. For your information, my man's fluffs are an entirely different species- beautiful, perfectly formed, and always blue.
Oh my god- is that what love does to you?!- you get competitive over belly button fluff!!!!!
Ami x