Shit or Get off the Pot

I called my parents in Cleveland last night. It was a good conversation. Then my step mother said I wasn't getting any younger and unless I wanted to die alone I needed to either shit, or get off the pot. And my father, or course, backed her up.

Isn't that a saying one says to their single 20 year old child? Not a single 48 year old child with adult children. It made me think. And she told me to make sure anyone looking my way knows she said it, also, and she said she won't hesitate to tell them to their face.

So now I have to find someone good at shitting. I don't want to be single, but at 48 it just seems a bit easier as GOOD men are very hard to find at my age.