We are remodeling the only bathroom at our cabin. Well, it’s more like we gutted it in early November, put the sub-floor, insulation and drywall in, and hooked up a toilet. (Which is temporary because the last people who had the cabin switched the hot and cold water pipes. Now when you sit on it, it’s like a little mini-sauna for your butt.)
The bottom line? (No pun intended.) There is no shower. Consequently, we really can’t go up there for longer than a weekend, or it’s mildly unpleasant for the car-ride home. As soon as we can orchestrate another guys’ work weekend, the bathroom will be finished.
A 3-day weekend is coming up and Rich and Devin were discussing plans. (I was not present during the first conversation, so I am both paraphrasing and taking a little artistic license.)
Scene: our kitchen, 7:30 pm.
Devin: What’s the plan for the weekend?
Rich: The cabin.
Devin: Are the WoJos* coming too? (*good friends of ours)
Rich: I’m not sure. I think the lack of a full bathroom will influence their decision.
Devin: Oh that’s right! Ew! No shower. I don’t know if I want to go.
Rich: (laughing) Wait a minute?! Aren’t you the guy we have to remind to brush his teeth, comb his hair and take a shower?
Devin: Nu-uh! That’s not true!
Scene: our kitchen, 9:45 pm. Devin enters, wearing pajamas.
Mom: Goodnight, Dev. Hey! Wait a minute. Did you take a shower?
Devin: Uh. Um. Did I? Oh, no, I didn’t.
Mom: Did you take one last night?
Devin: (a little offended) Yes! I think so… Yes.
Mom: (exasperated.) Get in the shower please.
Dad: (mimicking Devin, with a liberal sprinkling of sarcasm) Oh, no! I couldn’t possibly go to the cabin with no shower! ew!
How long does it take to scrub off parental ridicule?
Uncle Jayson says
Had a similar converstaion with Rae not too long ago….is there possibly a hygiene mutation abberation in a certain family genetic blood line?
And why can I picture Rich’s quips so vividly in my head? It’s as if I am right there in the kitchen watching this unfold.
If there is a mutant gene, it must skip a generation, because I had to share a bathroom with your wife while growing up, and I guarantee you there were knock-down drag out fights because we both felt the other hogged too much time and too much mirror/counter space.
And Rich is just talented like that.
The Chicken Lady says
Uh, yeah, Sara takes at least one 20 minute shower every day. Anisa can get in/get out in about 5 minutes. I’m glad I have girls. Wait, uh, SOMETIMES I’m glad I have girls. 🙂