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Monday Morning - cellophane
the story of an invisible girl
renniekins
renniekins
Monday Morning
None of us were really ready to deal with the morning.

In the shower, I found myself unable to open the cap on my facial soap. It's a flip-up cap, but for some reason it wouldn't flip. Pushing it had no affect. My soft and water-logged nails just bent as I tried to pull it. I tried twisting it off, and the plastic just gouged a hole in my finger. Of course, I didn't have any tools handy, there in the shower with me.

Frustrated, sleepy, and in danger of spending the day with an unwashed face, I started to whimper. Then I spotted the sharp corner of the towel bar, and struck the lid against the edge (perhaps with unnecessary force). It finally popped open, and I could continue with my morning routine.

He was sitting on the floor, waiting for me. I turned off the shower, opened the curtain, and leaned across him to retrieve my towel from where it rested on the toilet. I dripped water all over him. He sprang startledly to his feet, gave his head a good shake, and with an annoyed "Mrow! Meow!" he hurried off.

She was lying on the floor by the dresser upstairs, sprawled with limbs sticking out everywhere, chin on her shoulder, looking at me through barely-open eyes. "Good morning," I said to her politely. She always responds to the sound of her name, but this morning she was still mostly asleep. "Meh," she grunted, with only enough energy for half of a meow.

I pulled a shirt out of the laundry basket and put it on. I started to grab the pants on the top of the pile to complete my outfit, when I realized I was about to combine paisley pants with a brightly striped shirt. I know on Queer Eye they combine crazy patterns and say it's okay, but I would have just looked ridiculous. Fortunately my morning caffeine set in just in time to stop me.

I pulled on the dark gray pants instead, told my cats not to get into too much trouble, and headed off to work.
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From: stilldocked Date: September 13th, 2004 10:20 am (UTC) (Link)
That you own paisley pants frightens me...
renniekins From: renniekins Date: September 13th, 2004 10:24 am (UTC) (Link)
While conceptually it sounds weird, in actual fact they are very nice. I get tons of compliments on them. It is a dark pattern with similar colors, so it's not loud, it mostly just looks like texture.
From: stilldocked Date: September 13th, 2004 11:28 am (UTC) (Link)
Ok...I was thinking Marcia Brady's blouse...
hannunvaakuna From: hannunvaakuna Date: September 13th, 2004 10:29 am (UTC) (Link)
they're AWESOME paisley pants! i covet them!
From: stilldocked Date: September 13th, 2004 11:29 am (UTC) (Link)
Hmmm...you covet the pants? Thou shalt not covet...;)
bluelotus From: bluelotus Date: September 13th, 2004 11:07 am (UTC) (Link)
I own a pair too (though mine are underpants/hotpants)

To scare you even more: they are hot pink and grey.

Yes, they were bought for naughty activities. :P
From: stilldocked Date: September 13th, 2004 11:29 am (UTC) (Link)
Paisley sexuality?

Insert Austin Powers reference
greyyguy From: greyyguy Date: September 13th, 2004 10:21 am (UTC) (Link)
Hmm... I haven't thought about giving Bob a nice, fresh out of the shower, wet head shake. He will sit outside the door and cry until he is let in. I'll have to try that tommorrow.

Do you cats listen when you tel lthem not to get into too much trouble? I think mine just wait until I close the door to start laughing at me when I suggest that.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: September 13th, 2004 11:02 am (UTC) (Link)
I don't think my cats actually listen to anything I say. But giving them instructions helps me continue to pretend it's my house not theirs, so I do it anyway.
infernus1218 From: infernus1218 Date: September 13th, 2004 10:30 am (UTC) (Link)
Of course, I didn't have any tools handy, there in the shower with me.

You know, if we were dating... you could have just called me out of my bed and I would have helped with your shower emergencies.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: September 13th, 2004 11:03 am (UTC) (Link)
Good to know, I'll keep it in mind! You wouldn't like me though: I'm short.
infernus1218 From: infernus1218 Date: September 13th, 2004 01:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
I was wondering how many people I was going to offend with that post.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: September 13th, 2004 01:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
Nahhh...I wasn't offended, just stating a fact! Everyone has their own fantasies, nothing wrong with that.

(goes back and rereads post)

Actually the only part I was bothered by and confused about was this bit: she was anoxerically skinny... or Nordic big... I'm almost wondering if an "n't" was missing? 'cause how could she be both?
hannunvaakuna From: hannunvaakuna Date: September 13th, 2004 10:31 am (UTC) (Link)
dewey sits on the toilet lid and meows at me as soon as the water shuts off from the shower. it usually goes something like this:

dew: "merrrrrrow"
moi: "deweeeeeeeey"
dew: "merrrrrrrow"
moi: "tell me all about it"
dew: "merrrrrorororrororowwww"
moi: "no way! are you sure?"
dew: "mrrrrowowowowowow"

this is usually when i'm done shaking out my hair and step out of the shower. i have to kick her off of my towel, and that usually gets me a "mrrow" and a dirty look. then she wanders off and Charlotte wanders in so i can trip over her 4234 times before finally leaving for work.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: September 13th, 2004 11:05 am (UTC) (Link)
*grin* too cute! I hate when they sit on the towel though: drying off with cat hair seems to defeat the purpose of the shower.
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