Even with all that stuff, I didn't know I had to take my own toiletry bag with me, nothing was familiar. I didn't think using her bathroom would be such a problem. Or Adventure. The shampoo was OK, I figured out which bottle that was, I even found conditioner, but she uses body wash instead of bar soap. Does that stuff really get you clean? I don't think so, I could still feel the day-old deodorant from Wednesday after using the body wash. Yuck.
On the other hand, it's good to know my deodorant will last that long if I ever find myself in a situation needing it to go the distance, like in one of those action movies where the innocent, oblivious housewife accidentally gets sucked into a hijacking/kidnapping incident on the way to get the paper in her quiet suburban neighborhood and then finds herself holding a highly coveted secret Swiss account number and a French passport with her picture inside while hanging upside down from a helicopter buzzing the Pentagon then gets delivered back home, complete with an invitation to a Whitehouse dinner in her honor, by the FBI in a big black SUV moments before the kids' afternoon school bus rounds the corner. Thank goodness my deodorant is still working. I gotta go run a brush through my hair, I'll be right back.
4 comments:
ok, obviously, you need to be writing more action adventure stories than you are!
Its a funny thought that there are places in our own houses that are foreign to us.
Whew...glad I'm not a house wife... ;)
greeny, I think that paragraph, or was it only one sentence? about sums up my talent in action adventure writing. But thanks anyway, if another idea strikes, you'll be the first to know.
VE, you should be glad you're not home all day so you don't really know what goes on in your house.
My kids like to come use our shower!!! I try to keep them in the hallway bathroom. They like ours better. It's bigger.
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