Deliciously Horrible Childhood Memory for Your Enjoyment!

One of my wonderful blog buddies, Alastair, reminded me of this post so I thought I’d put it up here again. I wrote this right when I first started blogging so I doubt most of you have ever seen it. Read at your own risk. You may want to burn the memory of it from your brain with a hot poker once you’ve read it. πŸ™‚

As most of you know, I walk a bit of a twisty line. I don’t like Mixey Mixey food. I curse a lot. I think that love is all about Mr. Ketchup. I am addicted to teddy bears. There is lots of oddness going on around here and I’m okay with that. I always figure if you can do something in a fun way, why not? This leads me to a delightfully hideous memory that makes me both laugh and run screaming into the night each time I think about it.

When I was a little girl, like most of you, I drank out of a sippy cup. As I got older my mom let us drink out of plastic mugs (even though I always wanted to drink out of Daddy’s yellow and white checkered coffee mug.) I like cool and funky drinking containers to this day. Why have boring glasses if you can have weird ones?

Needless to say, I like to make an adventure out of everything and for years I found a fun way to do that it the shower. NO! This is not some perverted story. I was around 7 when this silly shower fun began and if memory serves it went on for at least a couple of years.

I found a toy in my mom’ shower that was awesome for rinsing off soap and getting a drink without using the shower head. It was this cool thingy that I figured my mom also used for drinking and rinsing. I’d try and avoid being hit by the water coming out of the shower head and only use this awesome toy for bathing and liquid refreshment. I would fill my toy up with water and let it rain down on me like a delightful summer sprinkle. A successful shower was one where my thirst was quenched and my body cleaned by the cool red and white toy. Showering was fun! Mom didn’t even have to fight me to get me in there. I never told anyone about my pseudo shower toy. It was my own little shower-time fun.

Now, I’d like to introduce you to my favorite shower toy, out of which I DRANK and BATHED probably 500 times. Scroll WAY down to see it.










douche bag

40 comments on “Deliciously Horrible Childhood Memory for Your Enjoyment!

  1. I am in awe that you actually shared that story. I would have blocked it from my memory. I will never look at a hot water bottle ever again without thinking of you.


    • Oh my goodness…I’m about to violate your sweet, innocent brain. When I was little I used my mom’s douche bag (her method of contraception) to drink out of and shower with. I’d fill the “hot water bag” with water and drink out of the wand that she had to, well…insert into her girlie parts in order to rinse out my dad’s baby-making juice. I DRANK outta that!!! Someone kill me… please… πŸ™‚


  2. Teeeee heeeee! I was thinking what was so bad about the water bottle, then I saw what went with it. That might explain why they were so popular with the older generation. I’ll never be able to keep a straight face if I see a water bottle now.


What'cha think? Leave your comment here.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.