What would it be like to blow bubbles in a bubble bath while chewing bubble gum? Is that even possible? Should I try it, dear readers? I mean, come on, I would have a bathing suit on (duh) so it’s not like you would see nudie pics or anything.
You know what, the whole image of me rock-a-shaying in a bathtub filled head-to-toe with bubbles makes me so excited that I am going to actually do this. Jon is out of town for the weekend, and so there isn’t anyone to tell me that I’m making a mess in the bathroom. Or that bubbles are for kids. Silly rabbit! Trix are for kids. Or something like that. (That’s a cereal reference if you weren’t born in the 80’s).
To add a rah rah rah factor to the experiment, I’m also going to incorporate some strangers into the fun (no, I am not inviting strangers into the bathtub). I’m taking some bubbalicious, bumbazooka, and ballpark bubbles to the park for a bubblegum blowing competition. I might even get that gum with animal tattoos – that would be a fun after project, right?
Anyway, you can tell that I wrote the post before the experiment, but here are the photos that followed:
the sunset on the way home was so gorgeous that i pulled over and watched it from the roof of the jeep:
Be on the lookout for the bubble party in the tub – that is step 2 of this project. In the meantime, try and tell me that I wouldn’t be best-friends with np in this movie: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MBopFmu3yAg
Oh, and check out this song—it’s van-task-ick:
And one last, very important thing – if you’re thinking I’m looking better than normal, it’s all because of Kristine at Apricot Lane in St. Louis Park. She styled me up so I wouldn’t be wearing the same outfit two days in a row (see the last two posts). Thanks Kristine!!