The Washcloth  

cougarirish 45F
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5/3/2006 1:38 pm

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5/28/2006 9:38 am

The Washcloth

The Washcloth

Ladies this has to be read, laughed at and passed on.
There is not a
woman alive today who won't crack up over this!

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 8:45 am. 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 thefull 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
the 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 mill! ion 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,
etc.
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
there sink, it had all
my glitter and sparkles saved inside it"





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