If it’s not one thing it’s another. Never, ever answer the phone when you’re taking a bath! I got the strangest phone call from the bank. I hope it’s not some sort of identity theft problem. Bob’s the one who does the checking, so I have to track him down now. I guess I’ll try his office then the building site. Or maybe the other way around. Well, I’m sure the VISA card works anyway. It had better! Tomorrow I have a day spa trip to Sisters planned with my Portland friends.
It was a lovely bath, though. Marvelously luxurious. Dreamy. Unfortunately, I kept thinking back to a odd event with Jennifer the other day. She had made some delicious brownies. As she was walking by, she said, “Oh, you have chocolate on your neck.” She held my arm, leaned in, and she licked it off!
I was revolted. I should have made her stop, but for some reason I let her finish. I was frozen. She let go, and I heard her heels go click, click, click. Even after the door opened and closed, I stood there for several moments. I was just so stunned. I don’t even think there was any chocolate on my neck. I’m a very careful eater.
Now I have to figure out how to let her know that it was completely inappropriate. I suppose she’s a lesbian, but who can tell anymore ever since Britney kissed Madonna on television?
Well, anyway, I’ve got to find Bob and get him to deal with this irritating bank problem.
Marvelous Bend! 