A meeting with my old friend the bubble bath

before I had little feet parading through my life, I used to take weekly bubble baths. It was just a way for me to escape and think. I would play music and just lounge. I haven't had one in years and I have a really bad sinus infection, so last night I decided to sneak off and try to soothe my aches and pains with a nice hot bubble bath. The girls were busy bugging Matt, so I snuck off and started what I thought was going to be a relaxing few moments of peace. I got in the tub and just started to drift off into a land of cold medicine buzzing, and serenity when dundundun.... in entered Isabelle. She immediately looked put off, and then as if she really understood what she was saying looked at me and said "Akward"!! She then left and I thought yes! finally, a reason to be happy my body is so out of shape. It scared off my childen, Yay. I began to relax again and the door slowly opened. I guess Isabelle decided that she could help make me being in the tub less "Akward" by bringing in her tea party set. I was just about to tell her to leave when she started to wash my arm, and I was like okay this could work. I have my own little spa person. I guess the medicine was really kicking in because I let her stay. About the time I started thinking that I could probably fit in a bath every week in entered DUNDUNDUN.... Ava. She looked a little confused by everything, but immediately saw bubbles and shrieked with joy. She started ripping at her clothes, as if she were going to jump in, but she touched the water and was put off by the fact that it was really hot. She settled for smacking the bubbles around and pointing at me and asking whats that whats this, blah blah blah Help someone save me from the bath of hell. I couldn't send her out without sending my little spa helper, so I let her stay and I thought she would just be happy with the bubbles. Nope! I remember closing my eyes for a few moments and when I opened them the little monster was standing over me with a tea cup of bath water, and then poored it on my face. I guess she then decided that she would have a cup too, and got a cup full of bath water and chugged it. I shouted nooooo, so she listened and spit it back into the tub. Well that was the cold medicine buzz kill of a lifetime. I jumped, up got dressed, scrubbed her mouth with tooth paste and went on and on about how yucky bath water is. She just smiled the whole time like she understood. I then put the girls to bed and took a shower.I ended the night with a night cap of more cold medicine, and a few more body image issues. I miss you my old friend, but not enough to go through this again.