I was taking a bath...

...today the way I normally do: I turn the water on, drop bubble bath in and close the door and concentrate on some of the OTHER fifteen thousand chores I have to do daily while the tub fills. Baths are not just a cleansing for me...they are an OCCASION. A chance to read, an opportunity to meditate...sometimes even a break from Kea. Not today, though. As is the case 90% of the time, when the little homey hears the water running, he strips. But, that's fine...I'm enjoying these last months of bathing with my little one because when he turns three, the community baths stop. Because three was the age that Ahmad pointed at my breasts and said, "WOO HOO!"...which was when OUR group baths abruptly ended...but I digress. So, when Kea and I got into the tub today, the water was cold. Not "BRRR! My teeth are chattering" cold but tepid. I LOVE extremely hot water. One of the biggest struggles I had being pregnant was that I couldn't take hot baths. So, my mind was telling me to just get out of the tub until the hot water built up enough but that would have meant dragging Kea out kicking and screaming (I think he was a diva in a past life because he can stay in the tub longer than Mommy!) So, I waited...and waited...and waited for about twenty minutes. Why am I sharing this with you?? I have ALWAYS been one of the most impatient people that I know. I'm like the JG Wentworth commercial, "It's MY money and I need it NOW!" So, my prayer...EVERYDAY...for the last few YEARS...is for God to bless me with patience. I would get frustrated at first because...well, it wasn't happening fast enough. But, now I see great improvement. I ask God to guide my words every time I feel like telling someone off and I praise Him for every little step I take towards zendom...like NOT turning that hot water handle with my toes just to CHECK (one of my MANY varied talents...turning the water on and off with my foot...what??! YOU can't?!) Give me another 20 years...you all will be calling me "Big BUDDHA Kee!"
So, Kreatorville was featured on ScrapScene and a couple of people contacted me to subscribe (PRAISE HIM!) One of the ladies, Sharon lives right here in Louisiana! Not exactly in New Orleans...but too close to split hairs! I was getting all excited thinking about having someone close enough to scrap chat with and then I had a visit from the crazies. Not the movie...the memories. I started thinking about some of the CRAZIES I've run across in my life so I sent up a quick prayer ("God, PLEASE don't let this lady be crazy and decide that I look better as dinner than a scrappy pal...in Jesus' name...Ahmen!") and then John and I went over to drop her kit off. Sharon turned out to be...
















...one of the SWEETEST ladies I've met in a while! (scared you, didn't I?! Sorry, no stories of human sacrifices tonight!) She was so warm and welcoming! And she's definitely my kind of girl because the scrap room I saw was filled from ceiling to floor with supplies...and that was just ONE of them!!! You read right...I think Shar said that she has about fifteen other rooms filled with supplies...I can't be sure because my eyes were filled with tears and I was hearing angels!!!! Can you imagine playing with all that yumminess???? To top it off, Kea was soaking wet and she told me to come in and change him...right in her bedroom. ANY one whose not afraid of a little Kea pee is GOOD in my book! I'm excited about kreating with Shar because I've only had that experience one other time. Hopefully, we'll be able to get together sometime this weekend. Now, if she just HAPPENS to offer me some GUMBO while we're kreating...well, I might NEVER leave!