Jolly Ranchers

I was taking my shower this morning, VERY early and barely awake. I went to reach for my lovely scented body wash and, alas, the bottle was empty. The bottle was not empty yesterday. The only change between today and yesterday is that both kids took showers in MY bathroom.

Based on previous incidents, I have concluded that the children were to blame for my early morning dilemma. Normally it isn't my body wash that is affected but my shaving cream. That's a big favorite for the kids. During their unbelieveably long showers they apparently like to make drawings in (my not inexpensive) shaving cream on the shower walls. More than once, I've also noticed the involvement of my shower gloves, that I'm assuming they use to add texture.

It's difficult for me to problem solve so early in the morning. I looked around the shower stall and considered the options. Not so many options actually. I didn't feel it would be prudent to waste my expensive face wash on the rest of my body so that was out. Using conditioner would have been a complete mistake as well. So that left the only option - the kids' body wash.

You would think that, seeing the presence of children's body wash, the kids might actually use it. It does have the Wacky Melon scent and the funny looking fruit guy on the label. Ah, but you would be mistaken. I'm desperately trying not to take this personally. It's not that they are trying to irritate me, it's just that they must like my stuff better. So now, my kids are walking around smelling like a lovely lavender field while their skin enjoys the benefit of added moisturizers. While I am walking around smelling like a giant Jolly Rancher. 

It's come to this.

I never really thought that I’d be one of those people, but it appears that I am.  I am one of those people that puts sweaters on their dog.  In all fairness to me, I don’t put the sweater on the dog to make her look cute, I put it on her to make her WARM and that’s totally different. At the very least it’s slightly less crazy.

She went out yesterday and was shaking SO badly from the cold.  Still, there was a bone she was working on so she refused to come in.  I was worried about her being so cold so I looked around for something to warm her. The only thing that I had (since I have not yet acquired a dog sweater) was the doggie Santa suit that we force her into every year at Christmas. So if you drove by my house yesterday and wondered what the Santa dog was doing, there you have it.