Yesterday's bubble bath had me getting ready to go on a quest to get from one side of the vast gaping chasm of bath tub to the other, without touching the water and therefor drowning and dying! Could I get from one "polar" mound of bubbles to the next unscathed?!
My mind created a little character, brown hair, leather jerkin, backpack and a determined gate!! He was woefully under-dressed for the arctic scene in which I placed him, but he was aesthetically pleasing and if movies can do it so can my imagination! Heck, let's make him half Eskimo, that'll keep the nay-sayers happy!
So anyway, little guy started up by my head, leaping from bubble island to bubble island. He made it almost 3/4 of the way to the other side before the horror of a lack of bubbles came between him and the drain! Whatever was he to do?! He couldn't stay on the bubble island he was already on, it was melting! But to leap into the void?!
Eventually he had no choice and taking up his courage, he made a leap for it!!! Ooooh! But too bad he missed and drowned prettily, oh dear! Really it was quite dreadful! I'd have grieved deeply but I had body parts to wash and I feel, he would have wanted it that way!
Cute! My bathbuddy has a green cape (just because I like green) and if there are any bubble-lacking-situations, she flies to where she is safe and warm and bubble-nightmare free!
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