S is for Showers

Come back from a grueling soccer practice dirty and sweaty. Walking inside you leaving a trail of dirt in your wake only 1 thing on your mind SHOWER TIME. Sprinting upstairs taking the steps 2 at a time fling open the bathroom door and bolt it shut. Its you and the shower now... STRIP, jump in and crank up the heat.

I am bombarded with the sprinkling mist and the fruity botanical's that are released into the air from my Aveda shampoo bottles. I am sopping wet now and reach for my bottle of no-frizz, extra glossy shampoo and lather up to make a mountain of fresh grapefruit smelling bubbles, rinse and repeat. My luscious locks are begging for more so I pop open my refreshing crispy apple conditioner, and lather up. instantly my hair feels silky smooth and I flip my hair like a Herbal Essences commercial. The waters beating down on me now like a waterfall and I feel at peace. Finally I make a grab for my olive green Avocado body scrub and bright blue loofah and I start to scrub. The luxurious cream runs down my skin and makes me feel renewed and refreshed. The humid, steamy, and moistened air starts to get to me and I surrender completely. Finally after my hands turn wrinklier than a pugs face, I angrily, get out.

The second that I step out of the heavenly shower, the suns rays beam through the window making my body glow and my hair sparkle like a thousand diamonds, I feel at peace. I run a comb through my hair, no need to though, my hair is already sleek and glossy from my crisp apple Aveda shampoo. I stare longingly at the huge shower equipped with extra jets, 3 types of body scrubs, multiple shampoos, conditioner's, and extra high pressure. Sigh if only i could spend a few more minutes in heaven, put more shampoo in my already lustrous hair, but I must resist. I need to return to the real world and not live my life in a shower.

LIFE LESSON: Stay Clean!