Whine About it Wednesday!
Or Halloween comes early at Chez Nelson, whatever you want to call it.
 It’s no secret that I have issues when it comes to modesty–I’m pretty sure that I’ve mentioned that here before. If I am naked, then I want to be left alone. dh knows this and yet last night, after I announced that I was going to have a bath, this is what happened.
I’ve stripped down, have started the water and am bent over the tub to test it, when suddenly the bathroom door expodes open. “Hey–”
I scream BLUE MURDER 
 then whirl around and slam the door shut so hard that I send my dh tumbling back. Or he could have been falling over in laughter, it was hard to be sure. At any rate, he scared the living hell out of me and my heart was pounding so fast I thought I was going to puke. Kids come running down the hall. “What happened? What did you do to Momma?”
D still can’t answer because he’s still laughing.
I put on my robe, walk out into the bedroom and give him The Stare.Â
“I’m s-sorry,” he said. “I didn’t m-mean to scare you.”
I sent the kids from the room and delivered a silent hand gesture. Men. The morons.
October 10th, 2007 at 7:47 am
I’m sorry Rhonda. It’s one thing to be naked. Another to be surprised. A whole other story to be naked bent over the tub and surprised. Especially considering how modest you are. You dealt well with all the naked playfriends, though. Next time, lock the door.
October 10th, 2007 at 8:37 am
Why do men delight in pushing buttons? It doesn’t get them anything but an angry woman. You’d think they’d learn. *shakes head in bafflement*
Andrea, there’s a comment to be made but I’m going to behave myself
October 10th, 2007 at 9:03 am
Ok - so that statement needs clarification…
What I meant to say was that she dealt well on the trip to Scotland sharing rooms and such with us, who are not the most modest of people. How about that? Sound less like us dancing naked in the moonlit fields together?
October 10th, 2007 at 9:11 am
LOL, Andrea, ya’ll we’re great. I’m the one with the hyper-modesty. The mere thought of dancing naked in the moonlight makes my hiney cringe.
October 10th, 2007 at 10:13 am
I’m think you did really well if that’s ALL you did to the dh. Myself,
I see some kind of payment due to him myself, if you know what I mean…..
October 10th, 2007 at 10:18 am
I hate it when I’m in the bathtub and DH pokes his head in to check up on me. Sweet of him really, but… The playfriends know how modest I am too, Rhonda.
October 10th, 2007 at 1:13 pm
I’m less modest (not that I parade through the house nude or anything like that), but I HATE being startled or surprised, so that alone would earn a Death Look.
And no dancing naked in the moonlight, thanks… Aiyiyi…
October 10th, 2007 at 8:24 pm
Ginger, I fully intend to get him back. I’m just biding my time.
Kathy, I’m horribly modest. When I’m rooming at conferences, I’m a change-in-the-bathroom kinda girl.
Fedora, the funny part is that I actually enjoy scaring other people–I just don’t want to be startled.