Peep Show

So yesterday after a long session of painting our old bedroom to become a dining room (b/c we don't have any where to have people over), I decided to take a shower to freshen up before Mike's softball game. It was really warm around 3pm, so I thought to take a few minutes to cool off and catch up on some Olympic viewing before I got out the blow dryer to over heat myself. So there I sat in my garments and bra in front of the tube. My little Nola so politely rang her bell at the back door to let me know she needed to go out. I hurried and threw on my flip-flops and headed into the back yard with her, forgetting that I was in my undies, and waited while she sniffed to find her perfect spot. It wasn't until I saw my reflection in my car window that I remembered that I hadn't gotten dressed yet. I quickly ran straight for the door and into cover. I think maybe I'd had enough paint fumes for the day.