One of my passions in life is to take a shower daily,
by myself. Ask my husband, I'm very protective of my shower time. It is
my time, maybe for the entire day. So this morning, after working with Luke to keep the shower door closed while I was showering (my foot was keeping it that way), he wondered off. As I was rinsing my face, I realized that it was suddenly cold on the southside. As I turned around, I had company.
In his jammies, no less.


2 comments:
Nothing is sacred anymore- not even the shower! Well, I suppose we'll survive.
I have a great shower story for you. Sometime I will have to share. I agree with Charity, nothing is sacred anymore.
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