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Picture day Rituals...

Ah, the ritual of High School picture day.

You tear through your closet and your dresser looking for that something special. What do you mean I should have done that last night? You try on 4 different outfits and then decide on a 5th, LOL. Then you go back and try on outfits 1 and 3 again, but outfit number five is still calling you. You eventually give in number 5 it is.

Next, you recklessly bound into the shower the warmth of the water cascades over you enveloping you with the wondrous feeling of relaxation and peace soon fading memories of your frantic bout with your clothing. You let the water take you away, you feel your worries washing down the drain.

Unfortunately, your tranquility is presently exploding with a thunderous pounding followed by some muffled shouts as your mom yells at you through the door. "You've been in there a half an hour, you'll be late." (No way, I have not! It's only been 5-minutes, that's hardly anything to get in a tizzy about, don't get your dander up). Suddenly the water goes cool, and then next thing you know it's down right cold. Hey, what gives with the water?

So much for your tranquil respite you drag yourself from your dreamy state as you reach for the towel you strategically placed only to realize that was yesterday's shower, and now you only come up empty handed. Ugh, now you have to bear congealing water droplets as you hunt down a clean towel. Brrrrrbundling up in your towel, you stand there between warmth and chills, afraid if you move you'll be colder, but if you don't move you'll stay cold. Just a little longer. finally need for greater warmth takes over and you decide to actually start drying off. You finish with a flourish as you have now returned to room temperature.

Donning the clothing you have recently decided to wear you now hunt through your jewelry box to find the right necklace and earrings. Ah, success! Perfect! As you finish with the clasp of the necklace you happen to glance at your watch lying on the counter What? That can't be right. Fifteen-minutes until you leave. NOoooooo! You still haven't done your make-up and what about shoes, great!

This can't be happening. Regrettably it is, so now in full stress mode you hastily squeeze some toothpaste on your tooth brush as you run to the next room and grab your shoes, trying to put your shoes on while you are running back to the bathroom to start putting on your make-up, toothbrush still in your mouth. This doesn't mix, you wind up dancing

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