In case you haven't heard, especially since the mischievous cat didn't bother to update her blog, the box in the wall has been fixed! Yes, once again we are enjoying the warmth of a fire.
Today is Valentine's Day. I'm not going to write about it because I've covered it all in the past. If you're memory isn't what it used to be and you really care what I have to say about it, you can read it here otherwise, let's get on to more pressing matters.
This morning I had a very strange experience in the shower. No, this time it did NOT involve spiders but it was scary nonetheless. I had one of those complete brain-fog moments in which I was temporarily rendered helpless ... it was an "OMGosh, what do I do now" moment.
Allow me to set the scene.
Wait a minute, maybe photos will help you out here.
WHAT????. Did you hear that? What were those sounds? First, the big thump was my husband hitting the floor. When I mentioned the words shower and photographs in the same sentence he passed out cold. It wasn't for fear of me posting photos of myself in the shower (ewwwwwwwwww) but rather fear of me actually showing you the shower stall ... You see, I'm talking about a 40 year-old-never-been-remodeled shower. Think about it. Now wipe that gross image from your brain.
The second sound was a huge sigh of relief coming from the hubs. It's ok honey, you can get up off the floor now.
And for the rest of you, don't worry. Even though I'm in the shower I promise everything written and shown here will be G-rated (and everyone yells "THANK GOODNESS.!")
Ok, back to the photos. First we have this and then, this.
My bathing implements, that's all. What did you expect? This is after all, a G-rated blog.
Anywho, every morning it's the same routine. I blindly stumble into the shower and begin my bathing ritual. First I shampoo my hair (all 345 of them) and then my body. It's the same thing. Every. Single. Day.
Today was no different. I washed my hair with my favorite shampoo. I like to use one for fine hair because ... duh, I have fine hair. I also like this one because it's supposed to give your hair volume which is really nice for people such as me who've found there just aren't as many hairs in the scalp as there used to be. Whether it really works or not, who knows, but I've convinced myself it does and that's all that really matters.
After adequately cleansing my hair I moved on to the next step of washing my body.
I reach for this and this , squishing up the scrubby to make it nice and sudsy.
But today for some reason, something didn't look quite right. And, it's didn't smell quite right either. Where's the fragrant smell of lavender? Why isn't is as sudsy as usual? It's then I realize my mistake. Instead of squeezing out body wash I mistakenly grabbed the shampoo.
And there you have the conundrum of the day. What's a girl to do? Do I rinse off the scrubby and wash away pennies worth of a precious shampoo? Or, do I continue on and wash my body with hair cleaner. Ok. I can see it now. You're all rolling your eyes and asking "what's the big deal? It's only shampoo."
Well, that's the thing. It's SHAMPOO! It's meant for washing hair, not skin. And, I ask you, how do I know it will even work? And even worse what if it DOES work? Have you even read the bottle?
It says right here on the label:
Have you LOOKED at me lately? Do I look like I need to add any more VOLUME to my body?
I think not.
So there it is, There was no way I was going to risk adding volume to my already fluffy body. A quick rinse of the scrubby and a terrible, no good disaster was averted.
Thank goodness because today is Valentine's Day and no way am I greeting my husband at the door with more volume, even though there would be only that much more of me to love!