Thanks, El Poopadore. Great story. You are one very understanding lady. And this was on your honeymoon, no less. Imagine what delightful surprises your new hubby has in store for you in the years to come. On the poop-shame spectrum, your husband and I sit on opposite poles. More power to him. I would still be hiding in the "Pirates of the Caribbean" cave if that had been me. All the valium in the world couldn't coax me out.