Just the other day I went to clean the guest bathroom, also known at our house as "Daddy's bathroom." Why, yes. Yes, we do segregate our bathrooms. Mine, theirs, and his.
Anyway, I pulled back the shower curtain, and THIS is what I found.
What is that, you ask???
Well, look closer...
There's a LABEL!
Although I did do a double-take when I saw the commercial soap dispenser, I must admit...I wasn't completely shocked. You see, my husband is in charge of Purchasing at our summer camp. Plus, remember how as much as I'd like to be...I'm not fancy.
Makes me wonder what's next, though.
Not much better...
Since there are girls in our family...and Dave is always interested in commerce...
And, no. I am NOT going any farther. I am not going to post pictures of *those* machines. You know the ones. Those nasty machines at truck stops, that my precious darlings start to look at and ask, "Mommy..." "STOP!! Stop looking at that!!!"
"But, what is..." "STOP. It's not anything you need to know about. Quick--look at the floor!! Are you done? Hurry, hurry. Come on! Let's go! Well, pull up your pants, then!"
So...maybe I need to be okay with the commercial soap dispenser in the guest bathroom. It could be a lot worse...
Can anyone relate with me?
I have a friend in the auction business. I bet she can relate in similar ways... "But, honey! It was a good deal..."