By Tonia
“Cleanliness becomes more important when godliness is unlikely." – P.J. O’Rourke
Some women are paranoid about germs – one of my daughters to be exact. I can’t say her name - but her first initial is R (see bio tab).
My own whitey-tidy fairy godmother died from syphilis years ago. Too bad for her but, personally, I like a few germs. I think a little dirt is good for you. And a little clutter. And a little chaos (see my car).
I do like showers, though - I like to turn my back to the showerhead (well, after I’ve directed it between my legs) and hold my arm out so that it looks like the water is shooting out of my fingertips like a Superhero. I just don’t like to overdo the cleanliness thing around me.
I went on a cruise once where there had been a gastrointestinal bug that went around. Extra health precautions were in place - like being hosed down with chlorox every time we reentered the ship. I actually think my hair got lighter. Everything was wrapped in cellophane. It was bizarre. I tried to wrap myself in cellophane but you could still tell that I was naked underneath.
There was absolutely no way in hell that we were going to catch any germs on that ship - not even our own germs. I was worried that my healthy bacteria might not survive. Thank God the chlorox/cellophane alert only lasted a few days - - and we were allowed to touch ourselves - oops, I mean, touch things again.
