When I was growing up my grandparents had chamber pots for each bedroom, but Grandpa had a Thunder Jug also. I think that is quite self-explanatory so I won't go into it, the definition I mean!!!!!
All of the chamber pots had designs on them, cute little handles on the top lid. The Thunder Jugs, however, were a different thing. They were a tan-ny color, no design, actually, I don't think Grandpa even had a lid for his, but he did have a metal handle to carry it with with the wood hand grip.
I never did like outhouses - thought something would grab me and haul me away. So, I would hide behind the outhouse (excuse me here please, no nicer way to put it -- than) drop the drawers and squat. I nested in a garden of Nettles. I shoulda used the outhouse. Don't ever get Nettles.
Just got back from grocery shopping - it is snowing out! I'm not ready for it (actually, I am never ready for snow) but now I have food in the house for us and we are all tucked in for the short term.
Edie