I have made crystal clear my restrictions vis a vis public bath houses (item 38). If it is too chilly in my outdoor spa, build me an indoor one rather than subjecting my person to risk of parasites and fungal infections and this laughable anemic dryer.
Just as well she didn’t get into scissoring the poofy side for symmetry until the following day. As it was I could easily have succumbed to low blood sugar-induced seizures had we not stopped for a croissant on the way to the park.
Yes, those are *damp ears*. And speaking of snacks, the glove box stash is becoming repetitive.