Psst, psst come here, I have a secret to tell you.  Sometimes Mr. Hester makes me soooooo mad.  Yeah, mad enough to blog about it.

Now I will be the first to tell you that I love and admire Mr. Hester and wouldn’t want to be married to someone like myself.  I suffer from some strange idiosyncrasies and one of them is the fact that I DO NOT like to share my towel.  Actually, there are quite a few things I don’t like to share and even though Mr. Hester is an only child and I have several siblings, I act like one.  Mr. Hester and I usually dry off with our same two (separate) towels for several days.  My thinking is that we are clean when we get out of the shower and as long as they haven’t been used for anything else it’s ok to use them for more than one day. Actually this is Mr. Hester’s thinking as I was using a new/clean towel everyday when he met me and he convinced me that it was ok to use it for several days in a row.   But, I still refuse to share or dry off my delicate flower of a body after he has rubbed the towel all over his hairy one.  See, the problem is that I have seen him dry off and he actually spreads his butt cheeks and rubs the towel on his butt hair.  His butt is very cute and very tight (one of the reason’s I married him) and apparently if he doesn’t do this then the moisture will cause problems later on that day which causes him to use up all the cornstarch in the kitchen.  I don’t know why, but I just get a mental picture of his hairy ass butt cheeks spread whenever I try to dry off with a towel he has used and CAN’T DO IT.  He thinks this is quite funny and will dry off with my towel on purpose if I happen to be in the shower room when he is drying off.  He will exaggerate his motions and rub the towel all over his nether regions the whole time dancing around the shower room singing  ♪♪♪♪“I’m using your towel, I’m using your towel”♪♪♪.  This is kinda funny to see a 5’11” 220 lb red-headed naked guy dancing around with his privates flopping everywhere.  He even grabs one end in each hand and will see saw it back and forth on his gonads and butt hairs and then hang it back up on MY rack.  Ugh, I can barely make myself pinch the corner to carry it, at arms length, out to the washroom.

I think that I’m going to have to switch out the body soap in the soap bottle for Nair if he doesn’t quit.  Either that or blog about it.  Will let you know what I decide.