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A Bathroom of My Own

It's finally happened. I have a bathroom of my own. How did this happen? Well my hard partying husband, the wild Jafar, severely broke his ankle on New Year's Eve. Truthfully, he broke his ankle when taking the dog out at 5:30 PM on New Year's Eve. We had a really big night planned. There was laundry to do, and if we were awake at midnight there was sparkling apple juice to drink with the kids. So anyway, Jafar had to have surgery and now sports a big cast. I have found one benefit in this - the bathroom is virtually mine.

I was taking a shower this morning. I still only get about five minutes for a shower but its not because I am hurrying because someone else is trying to get in the door. I noticed that the body wash isn't disappearing as quickly as usual. What do men do with it? I put a little on the loufa and I still have a lot of bubbles. Do men drink it? I have the same questions about deodorant. It takes me months to go through a stick of deodorant, Jafar goes through one a week.

Another thing I noticed was the lack of hair and soap scum. Now, I realize where all the soap is going. It's creating designs on the bathtub walls. My drain hasn't clogged up in the last several weeks. Now, I know why my husband has a receding hair line. It's because all the soap he uses in the shower strips the hair off his head.

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December 16, 2000
©Jacqueline M. Carey
Jackie@jmcarey.com

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