My First Bath in ???? Years

I can't remember the last time that I took a bath... it's been years, BUT this week I finally took one... with BUBBLES and everything.



I got to sit and read my new book The Country Under My Skin a memoir by a woman from Nicaragua. I love disappearing in another world, another life. I certainly wasn't born into a time or situation that allows me to be a revolutionary... at least not one who trained with Castro... but in a bathtub I can imagine it all, a good book allows me to live it all, at least for an hour or two. I thought I would write about a grand adventure, but I guess not falling asleep and drowning in the tub is as grandiose as I got this week.