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not_nadine

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A tub + bath bomb = Glitter Cat!

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Arkay Lynchpin

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Dec 4, 2015
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Kindness repaid two fold and more.

A tub + bath bomb = Glitter Cat

Glitter Pussy!!?

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Wow - I use these bath bombs all the time!


The Washcloth
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist
later in the week.
Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's
office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at
9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it
was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes,
so I didn't have any time to spare.

As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene
when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to
make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet
the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a
quick wash in 'that area' to make sure I was at least presentable. I
threw th e washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes,
hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.
Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table,
looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in
Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little
surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this
morning, haven't we?'

I didn't respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The
rest of the day was normal .... some shopping, cleaning, cooking.

After school when my 6-year-old daughter was playing, she called out
from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth?'

I told her to get another one from the cupboard.

She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all
my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.'

Never going back to that doctor.

Ever.

Hopefully the glitter is non-toxic - if it is from Lush it probably is :biggrin2::cat:
The Washcloth
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist
later in the week.
Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's
office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at
9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it
was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes,
so I didn't have any time to spare.

As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene
when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to
make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet
the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a
quick wash in 'that area' to make sure I was at least presentable. I
threw th e washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes,
hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.
Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table,
looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in
Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little
surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this
morning, haven't we?'

I didn't respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The
rest of the day was normal .... some shopping, cleaning, cooking.

After school when my 6-year-old daughter was playing, she called out
from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth?'

I told her to get another one from the cupboard.

She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all
my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.'

Never going back to that doctor.

Ever.
 

Neesy

#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
May 24, 2012
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Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
The Washcloth
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist
later in the week.
Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's
office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at
9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it
was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes,
so I didn't have any time to spare.

As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene
when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to
make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet
the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a
quick wash in 'that area' to make sure I was at least presentable. I
threw th e washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes,
hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.
Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table,
looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in
Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little
surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this
morning, haven't we?'

I didn't respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The
rest of the day was normal .... some shopping, cleaning, cooking.

After school when my 6-year-old daughter was playing, she called out
from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth?'

I told her to get another one from the cupboard.

She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all
my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.'

Never going back to that doctor.

Ever.
You know what? Re: glitter

I have never checked

Perhaps I should invest in a good magnifying hand mirror?
:biggrin2::m_inspect:
 

Dana Jean

Dirty Pirate Hooker, The Return
Moderator
Apr 11, 2006
53,634
236,697
The High Seas
The Washcloth
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist
later in the week.
Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's
office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at
9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it
was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes,
so I didn't have any time to spare.

As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene
when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to
make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet
the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a
quick wash in 'that area' to make sure I was at least presentable. I
threw th e washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes,
hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.
Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table,
looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in
Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little
surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this
morning, haven't we?'

I didn't respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The
rest of the day was normal .... some shopping, cleaning, cooking.

After school when my 6-year-old daughter was playing, she called out
from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth?'

I told her to get another one from the cupboard.

She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all
my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.'

Never going back to that doctor.

Ever.

I've heard this joke before. It still makes me laugh!