When you were a kid, did your mom change your bed clothes on Saturdays? Mine did. Right along with our Saturday night baths. We didn't have a dryer when I was really young. I don't think they had been invented for home use for the middle classes. So Mom line dryed our clothes.
The results were nothing short of spectaular. Every Saturday night, after we had gotten out of our bath, been powdered with Johnson and Johnson's Baby Powder and had our freshly scrubbed bodies tucked in to our nicely cleaned and dried sheets. I don't know if it was the fabric softener Mom used (I know it wasn't the Tide I was ever so allergic to), the fresh, clean outside air permeating the sheets or what, but getting into bed like that felt like a sensual little slice of heaven to me as a kid. It's one of the things I miss from my childhood. And trust me, I don't miss a whole lot from that time in my life.
I'm bringing this up because I am about to recreate those moments in time tonight. I seldom wash my bed clothes, put them back on the bed in the evening, right after they have come from the dryer, and then take a bath just before bedtime anymore, all in the same day. If anything, I change my sheets to something that has been sitting in a closet, waiting for me to show it the light of day after it was washed months ago. And I might change those sheets in the morning, after I have stripped the bed of it's clothing and thrown the dirty ones in the laundry hamper to await wash day. Some how it loses that freshly laundered feel. It's not the same thing.
At any rate, the pillow cases and sheets are on the bed now, the comforter is in the dryer and my bath is poured and awaiting my body to adorn it. The last thing I will do before I lay down is put the comforter on the bed, fresh out of the dryer so that it is warm.
A little Calgon in the bath, a relaxing and leisure time spent shaving my legs and voila, a little heaven on earth awaits me as I go to repose. Burt's Bees night time lotion for dry skin awaits me instead of baby powder now. But it's all good cause I do so love my Burt's Bees products. (hint, a good gift idea any time when shopping for gifts for me, that and power tools, you can't go wrong)
So now you know one of my "How I pamper J" things. I am off to enjoy this luxurious moment alone with myself. And now you also know how a Taurus really thinks and feels about life's little sensual pleasures. Boring, but we love it all the same.
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