MY INNER DIVA

This morning I woke up thinking that I would pamper myself.  I would paint my nails after a nice long, candle lit bubble bath.  I would curl my long tresses and slip into my silk pajamas.  I could sip English tea and nibble on shortbread.  Perhaps I would lounge infront of the television, watching sappy chick flicks, delicately dabbing the corners of my eyes that always seem to tear up during those kinds of movies.  The children would be in school, my older son should still be sleeping since he works the night shift.  My husband would be at work.  I'd have the house virtually to myself.

Unfortunately, the bathtub is occupied by a clump of soggy something... not quite sure what it is, but I'm not brave enough to touch it.  Guess I'll pass on the bubble bath and take a long, hot, relaxing shower instead.  Hmmmm, the nail polish is as thick as jelly.  And metallic blue is not exactly my color.  Where's my plum wine? There will be no polishing of the nails today.  As for my hair, that will also have to wait.  There are bits and pieces of my rollers in the various toy boxes throughout the house.  By the time I find them all it will be bed time, so nix the curly tresses.  There is still time for tea..., okay, maybe not.  All of the orange pekoe tea is gone, and Japanese green tea just doesn't set the mood, nor does it go with shortbread, which is just as well considering that there are only crumbs in an otherwise empty cookie container.  Besides, there aren't any clean tea cups.  I guess Coke from a can is just as good.

So, its just me and my sweats in front of the TV.  I think I'll just watch 'Kung Fu Hustle' instead.  Where are my Chili Cheese Fritos, I know they're around here somewhere in all this mess. 

Ahh, there's nothing like spoiling my inner Diva.  I should do this more often!