Three things I love: a good book, a hot bath, and a tasty glass of wine. Combine the three? Heaven.
NASCAR was on yesterday so I didn't really have much to do with myself. A bath was just the ticket! I gathered Kindle, my suds, and oh no.. I'm all out of wine! It was snowing and I was much too lazy to get out and get myself some more, so I dug around and found a box of Mike N Ike's leftover from my Christmas stocking. Voila! We got ourselves a rockin good bath time.
I'm neck deep in suds, totally enthralled with Pretty in Plaid (Jen Lancaster - LOVE her) and munching on Mike N Ike's. The box is set up in the perfect spot so I don't really have to look away from my book to find the tasty treats.. I just gnaw away.
Munch, munch, munch, plop.
Wait. Plop?
I fish around, but don't find any rogue Ike's taking a swim so I get back to the business at hand.
Munch, munch, plop.
Dang it! Where are those little suckers going? Don't they know they dont have arms and will certainly drown? Whatever. I'm too busy to be concerned with their lack of buoyancy.
I decide it's time to throw in the towel (bwaha) when I knock the whole box off the tub and they go rolling all around the bathroom floor. Eww. (I do, however, salvage the ones only partly out of the box and later feed them to Dallas.)
WOOOOOWWWWWW.... I dropped more candy in the tub than I realized. And as the water drained they kinda stuck to the bottom of the tub, and their color bled off them all the way down all streaky-like. It's beeeautiful! A virtual kaleidoscope of colors and flavors. If only I could keep it this way forever! I'd show all my friends and guests. "Won't you accompany me to the upstairs bath?" I'd get a patent and sell my idea to Home Depot and be a guest on HGTV's Design Star. Light bulbs were flashing all over the place. That is, until I had to pick them out of the tub and they were all gooey and slimey and it took several rinse-and-repeats to get the streaks out.
Maybe this light bulb should never have been screwed in.
Note to self: Pick up a bottle of wine.
A delightful description of a lovely afternoon....waaay better than the race....
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