My Attitude About Nakedness These Days

The other day I had just scraped off the popcorn crap from the kitchen ceiling and was ready to paint. I'm just getting everything ready and putting the can of paint up on the ladder before I go to change clothes. Now my dogs know to run when they see the ladder, but I was taking care of a foster dog who was constantly at my feet. I climb down off the ladder and trip over the dog, spillling a full can of primer down on top of me, the dog and all over the kitchen. That crap went EVERYWHERE. It's on me, the saltillo floor, the walls, the wainscotting and three dogs and the dogs are in motion. I have oak flooring throughout most of the house and I now have oak flooring with white paw prints here and there. I think I now qualify as an FBI paint splatter expert. I knew that I couldn't let the paint dry so I started slinging buckets of water on the paint to keep it moist while I started mopping. I whipped off my clothes (I don't wear underwear since the TT) and threw them in the washer. I'm chasing dogs and cats and scrubbing and mopping naked when I look up and there's my old, geezer of a neighbor, Frank with his face plastered to the kitchen window. "What do you want Frank?" "I'm going to mow your yard now." Greeeeat. I just didn't care that I'm naked in front of the old fart. Before I had lost weight and had the TT, I would have probably commited Hari Kari with a Ginzu knife in my kitchen right in front of old Frank. Connie

As Usual I am laughing so hard after this little story, I don't have much to say. I hope the old Guizzer is still living & he did not have a heart attack. Thanks again for the laugh. This is exactly why we love you so much. Marilyn, the Bearlady BTW did you get the paint off the floor????

Marilyn, It's been a couple of weeks and I'm still scraping paint off the floor. I just do a tile a day. Too bad my kitchen is so big. Hugs, Connie

god...i love you.

Where the heck have you been and how the heck are you? How's the new tummy? Hugs, Connie

ok-i have about 20 projects that need to be done here-michael won't care if yur nekkid....

Don't be so sure that Michael won't mind if I'm nekkid. I've got so many scars on my arms and tummy that I look like Frankenhooker when I'm nekkid. Hugs, Connie

this man has had -appendix; open heart (veins in arm and leg as well as chest wide open); blown bowel so entire tummy was opened up twice-also the spot where his bag was is now a flap; now he has basketball belly hernia and his belly button is waaaaaaaay over on his right side...plus hip surgery...so oh and the eyebrow that he keeps cutting open...compare scars????? and he's bald and wears his long hair in a comb over! but i love him!!!!!!!

Sorry about your turmoil, but you have to admit.....it was Frank's lucky day!!! Joanie

I swear that would be just my luck.... did you at least get all the primer off the oak floors?