Freshin' up


In Melbourne, Florida one of the radio stations paid money ($100 to $500) for 
people to tell their most embarrassing stories. This one netted the winner $500.

I was due later that week for an appointment with the gynecologist when early 
one morning received a call from the doctor's office. I had been rescheduled 
for early that morning at 9:30 a.m. I had just packed everyone off to work and 
school and it was around 8:45 a.m. already. The trip to the doctor's office 
usually took about 35 minutes so I didn't have any time to spare. As most 
women do, I am sure, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when 
making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full 
effort. So I rushed upstairs, threw off my robe, wet the wash cloth and gave 
myself a wash in "that area" in front of the sink, taking extra care to make 
sure that I was presentable. I threw the washcloth in the hamper, put on my 
clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. 

I was in the waiting room only a few minutes when the doctor called me in. 
Knowing the procedure, as I am sure you all do, I hopped up on the table, 
looked over at the other side of the room and pretended I was in Hawaii or 
some other place a million miles away from here. I was a little surprised 
when the doctor said, "My....we've taken a little extra effort this morning, 
haven't we?"... but I didn't respond. The appointment over, I heaved a sigh 
of relief and went home. 

The rest of the day went normal, some shopping, cleaning and the evening 
meal, etc. At 8:30 that evening, my 14-year-old daughter was getting ready 
to go to a school dance, when she called down from the bathroom, "Mom, 
where's my washcloth?" I called back for her to get another one from the 
linen closet. She called back, "No - I need the one that was here by the 
sink - it had all my glitter and sparkles in it for the dance tonight"