Don't say...there are no more baths.
Leesy remains in one piece. The break away meant that she could spend longer than normal periods resting up - seen here on the big couch in Maleny.
At odd hours of the day - sometimes 8am, sometimes midday or late at night I excused myself for my number one fave thing to do....a bath - yep I know it's weird - we don't have one at home. I asked Leesy to come in and take a photo (so I could report back with evidence) that wouldn't gross you out...after a few attempts that exposed unneccesary hints of flesh...I bunched up the bubbles and she patiently took a few more until it was as benign as possible.
The thing about a bath for me is the total relaxation...you can shut the door and yell at anyone who enters. I am almost finished my current book "Flight of the Dragonfly" the story of Melissa Hawach whose ex-husband (an Australian-Lebanese man) kidnapped their kids and hid them in Lebanon in 2006 when the war with Hezbollah was at it's peak. I am up to the part where she has smuggled herself into Lebanon and has made a couple failed attempts to get them back.
September 30, 2008 at 9:33 AM
leesy looks totally over it in this photo...bless her! And i love that you made her re photo and re photo and re photo - as a fellow blogger I know how difficult it can be to get peopel to take the right photo. in fcat my housemate has often complained when given the job...