I can't even remember the last time I had a bath. I just don't have the time these days.
ION, more walking! Please to ignore the crazy woman on the soundtrack.
I love baths, but I'm with Jessica -- they just take so long! And the water never stays hot enough long enough for me.
I like baths in fancy bathtubs at nice B&Bs, but in my own tiny bathtub? It tends to be uncomfy. And then I tend to start noticing that it's not clean enough. And then I start wishin I had a fancy pillow or soap holder or something. And then I decide I should just get out and read my book on my couch where I can be online anyway.
I like baths in fancy bathtubs at nice B&Bs, but in my own tiny bathtub? It tends to be uncomfy. And then I tend to start noticing that it's not clean enough. And then I start wishin I had a fancy pillow or soap holder or something. And then I decide I should just get out and read my book on my couch where I can be online anyway.
THIS. Our bathtub sucks. And I'm always worried about getting my book wet.
Sox, I flew into Cork, rented a car, and meandered through the endlessly winding roads of Southwest Ireland. I saw the statue of Michael Collins that Liam Neeson commissioned (in Clonakilty), got drunk on Murphy's (there is nothing like pulled Murphy's in Southwest Ireland!)in Baltimore, galloped a horse through Killarney National Park, went pottery-shopping on the Dingle Peninsula, talked politics until 3 in the morning in Kenmore and got invited to a hurling game in Cork (and witnessed two broken noses in the making!).
Never got to Dublin.
Oh, and my trip was over Halloween, so I ended up going to a Halloween party with some of the Shamcocks (a better name for a troupe of Irish drag kings, I cannot imagine), and seeing a lot of huuuuuuge bonfires people had set, which was crazy out of control. That was interesting...did a lot of shopping, wandering around, going to some movies (I think there was a film festival going on?), drank a lot of tea...
Come to think of it, the weather was a lot like Seattle...
Baths kind of gross me out, actually. They're OK right at the beginning when it's really hot, but then I feel like I'm sitting in my own sweat and yuck. They seem so nice! But not for me.