Reverend Mother vs. the Mall Diva.
The Reverend Mother turns on the portable heater in the bathroom.
Meanwhile, the Mall Diva turns on her blow-dryer.
A dark day.
Reverend Mother vs. the Mall Diva.
The Reverend Mother turns on the portable heater in the bathroom.
Meanwhile, the Mall Diva turns on her blow-dryer.
A dark day.
Could have been worse. They could have dumped both in the bathtub you bathing in.
Great minds think alike. I also can not survive without a heater in the bathroom. There’s nothing worse than stepping out of a nice hot shower into the cold air of a bathroom; unless it’s getting audited by the IRS, or getting trampled by an elephant, or having colitis, or………….Okay, it’s not that big a deal, but it is one of life’s simple pleasures for sure, a warm biffy.
What could have been really bad was if MD had decided to turn on her blow-dryer at the same time you were making sure that the bathroom exhaust fan was getting an extreme work-out. Would you dare light a match so that you might see?
Nice.
Heehee.
BOOM!
Explosions are fun.
GAH!!! MD, LOG OUT when you finish commenting!!! It’s driving me insane. Remember that it not a very long drive, and then you’re the one who’ll have live an isane sister!!!
I might understand GAH as a technical term, but its pretty much downhill from there. And HI MD!!
Dagnabit Carol!!!!
GAH is a term that I use when I’m extremely annoyed. So annoyed that I forget to put certain words and letters in my commments…
Alternately TL could remember to LOGIN when she starts commenting.
I have to admit I’ve never had a problem with not remembering to do that.
Someone needs to buy her one of those Harry Truman paper weights.
Having never seen the movies nor read the books, nor having any particular desire to, I’ll just assume that was somewhat humorous and give a small grin.
Yes, sometimes it’s best just to smile and nod.
Never smile and nod. It only encourages them.