we have now transcended the pathetic and wretched, and entered the land of the ridiculously absurd!
jane is desirous of a shower, however her current state precludes her from doing this alone. i am enlisted to help, and i gladly offer my services.
when we built our home seven years ago, and created a lovely shower area, we forgot the grab bars!!! oy! together we jimmy ourselves into the sleekly tiled space, jane maneuvering into a large ikea plastic lounge chair (one of sixty purchased for jared and marlee's bbq last year) ...
she: covered in a plastic garbage bag, draped luxuriously about her shoulders like a dolce & gabbana runway specimen, towel sticking about beyond the makeshift neckline (courtesy of my nimble cutting with scissors).
me: jammed up against the backwall of the shower, grohe handle flooding me here and there.
she languishes in the warm liquid whilst i gently massage her scalp, running my suave-laden fingers through her tresses. followed by an herbal conditioner.
a fantastically hysterical sight, the two of us struggling and laughing until tears stream down our faces (funny tears!) ... jane comments that we are like robert redford and meryl streep in the movie out of africa, where he gently and sensuously washes her locks as they are surrounded by the savanna.
oh, but not quite so with us!!!
laughter has (barely) subsided, and our glamorous life continues!
xoxo
jane is desirous of a shower, however her current state precludes her from doing this alone. i am enlisted to help, and i gladly offer my services.
when we built our home seven years ago, and created a lovely shower area, we forgot the grab bars!!! oy! together we jimmy ourselves into the sleekly tiled space, jane maneuvering into a large ikea plastic lounge chair (one of sixty purchased for jared and marlee's bbq last year) ...
she: covered in a plastic garbage bag, draped luxuriously about her shoulders like a dolce & gabbana runway specimen, towel sticking about beyond the makeshift neckline (courtesy of my nimble cutting with scissors).
me: jammed up against the backwall of the shower, grohe handle flooding me here and there.
she languishes in the warm liquid whilst i gently massage her scalp, running my suave-laden fingers through her tresses. followed by an herbal conditioner.
a fantastically hysterical sight, the two of us struggling and laughing until tears stream down our faces (funny tears!) ... jane comments that we are like robert redford and meryl streep in the movie out of africa, where he gently and sensuously washes her locks as they are surrounded by the savanna.
oh, but not quite so with us!!!
laughter has (barely) subsided, and our glamorous life continues!
xoxo
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