Getting up in the morning is a pain in the butt. Reach over and nearly tip forward tripping over myself to pick up the darn old house robe that fell off the bed through the night. Standing up trying to put house robe on but have an itch I have to scratch first. Why is it the first thing in the morning a body has to pass gas and scratch?
Looking at myself in the full length mirror is enough to make me want to lean over the ship as I fill light-headed from seeing the uneven wrinkles. As quickly as I can I put my covering on and leaning one hand on the bed and the other on the dresser I do the circus balancing act getting those darn old stretched out slippers on.
I waddle into the bathroom and my eyes bug out of my head as I flip the light on and see how my eye lids have drooped half way over the color of my eyes. I raise my house coat and sit down. I have to make sure I do this each and every morning as I learned the hard lesson once before.
I had gotten up from the pot and thought someone had pasted ice-cubes to my naked butt. I jumped without my feet leaving the ground and reached my arm behind me to see what in the world had a hold of me. You would not believe it! It was the end of my house coat. It had taken a dip in the water as I was doing my thing. I sharpened up real quick after this.
I got one of my better wash rags that only had three holes in it and I wet it with the coldest water I could. After my fingers turned bright red I knew the temperature was ready. I slapped it onto my face where it freeze-dried all my wrinkles and made my eye lids fly up like an old-fashioned window blind.
I left it there while I counted to sixty. One, two, five, ten, fifteen, 60. I toss it in the stool water by accident. I seriously meant to hit the target of the tub, but dang it, I missed. I reached down in there and pulled it out by my two fingers and whooshed it like a basket ball shot straight in the trash can. There wasn’t any way I was ever gonna use that rag on my face. Never going to wash my face with pee water.
I wet my tooth-brush and then dipped it in some alcohol. You know it’s the quickest way to get the body moving in the mornings. I tried pushing that darn blue stuff out of the tube, but I guess I haven’t got my groove on yet. I had to set it down on the bathroom sink and use my fingers on one hand while holding the brush with my other. Oops, I think I surprised myself at the strength I still have at my age. Toothpaste came squirting out and went all over the mirror.
If you ask me I think I could sell this for quite a few dollars as it would be known as modern art. I took my finger and wiped some off the mirror and then rubbed it on to the bristles. Now down to business. Brush brush brush. Up and down in and out. Wow, I better be careful with what I am saying. Sounds kind of perverted to me.
Done with the brush I rinse it off and stick it back in the tiny hole it goes in and fill my glass half way with water. Rinse gargle, oh yuck, I just swallowed a bunch of water and I wasn’t ready. Gag, choke, eyes watering. Beating myself on the chest I get my choking under control.
I pull out my hair brush. Now you have to be real careful how you use this special brush. It belonged to my grandma and it is missing a few bristles. One time I was brushing my hair and sort of wiggling back and forth to the radio and didn’t realize that I was forming Edward Scissorhand marks on my forehead. Don’t ever say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. I am here to tell you that you can. Don’t push too hard, and don’t get too close to the hair-line.
Now I am all done in the bathroom. I tie my belt around my house coat a little tighter. You have to do this because there are a bunch of perverts creeping around our neighborhood all the time. They are just dying to get a chance to take a quick peek at us cougar women.
The sun is shining, and I can see the boy mowing the neighbor’s yard. Everyone uses this kid for mowing. We pay him a couple of bucks and he grins as he leaves with his money. I swear one time I saw him flip me off when he turned around to leave. Do you think I should maybe up his pay to three dollars?
I flip the television on and turn the sound up to the number eight out of ten. I turn it on to the local news so I can get a good look at that sexy weather man. I make my way out to the kitchen and start my percolator..
A few scratches to the head and a few more to the other spots and then I look out my window and sigh. I have made it another morning. I tinkled and wiped. I brushed my hair and my teeth. The coffee is perking. Now on to the breakfast meal.
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You are so funny!
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i wanted to try humor and see how it went over. I usually am so serious on my posts
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Lol.. I love that line about passing gas and scratching. Even the cats do it. So why not us people? 🙂 poor thing sounds like mornings are quite the challenge. What a humorous look at your mornings. Thankfully I don’t have to worry about brushing my hair as I have dreads. 🙂
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I wish I had dreads too, but my hair is too thin and right now too short. I liked it that the woman still had spunk and wanted to keep her independence in this story. thanks for a great comment you left me
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my dreads took 6 months to take, so i looked like buckwheat for a while..
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i always thought they were awesome!! I am so jealous of yours!!
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They are, it’s my four time with them. I’m hoping this will be it for me. I’ve tried straightening my hair and did the jerry curl for a while.. it looked just like the scene in coming to america with eddie murphy meeting the family of the girl he wants to marry. oh it was horrid.. i had to have a towel when i sat on the couch. I went natural and looks like don king or kid n play when I got up in the morning.. thankfully there’s not much photographic proof..
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i loved that movie! my hair is just to thin even if it was long enough
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Absolutely hilarious and relatable. Great post!
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so glad you enjoyed it Shareen!!!!!!
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very funny…but, oh so real…
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glad you liked it Marilyn!!!
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Sometimes you gotta laugh at yourself to get through the day. Thank goodness for coffee!
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we have to laugh at life as we get older or we will end up wrinkled and depressed. coffee is the only way to start even a grey day
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LOL you this so like home:)
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so glad you enjoyed this my friend. we have to love and laugh at life right??? LOL
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AMEN!
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Mornings are hard, huh. Why not stay up all night and avoid the problems. Now…if we could just convince the rest of the world. Thanks for the smiles.
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you know……….if i had someone to stay up with me, i would stay up all night and sleep all day. the grocery stores aren’t busy through the night, you can think during the night. no phones ring, lots of reasons to stay up at nights!!!!
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Funny you, terry!
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thank you Michelle. I thought I would give a slice of my humorous side
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Thank Cat the mornings are all the same … lol 😀
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indeed!!!!!
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ROFLMAO!!!!!!
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i thought i would try writing a funny one. didn’t know if i was any good at humor, but you evidently laughed at it, so all is good in the comedy part of the world!!
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You’re some funny Hot Mama. LOVE it. I don’t open my eye until lunch and I don’t see any hot mama???? Wonder where she got lost.
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i tried my hand at comedy. I didn’t know if it was going to go over well or not. so glad you enjoyed it!
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I good laugh or a smile – is what we all need and most of all you. So happy that you show your comedy streaks Love it.
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thank u
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I love your sense of humor. You had me laughing out loud all by myself. 🙂
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that makes me smile. I do not write humor or comedy. I wasn’t sure if it would be good enough to post. Thanks Diane so much!
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This sure did make my day seem a lot better! You are so funny!
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oh that made me feel good inside. i love it when i can bring a smile to others. thank you for letting me know
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