A Womb With a View
Filed under: Deserving - January 31, 2007 @ 9:27 pmOooh tonight it’s 20 degrees out and snoowing. My friend J has an outdoor hot tub, so you better believe I stripped down to my nekkidness and lounged in the blue glow. I gazed up through the mist that rose to meet the snowflakes tumbling silently down in a gentle torrent, to be instantly extinguished in the hotsy water. Each flake that hit my face felt like a tiny nip, and it gathered in my hair to create a sparkly crown of ice.
Most delicious shivery calescence. I swear to you it felt like -
it felt like -
Han Solo stuffing me in the steaming guts of a tauntaun.
February 1st, 2007 at 6:36 pm
I always thought it would be cool to be a tauntaun making all those crazy noises, except when the one dies of hypothermia…that would not be fun.
February 2nd, 2007 at 10:29 pm
There is this B&B in the mountains of Arizona. On a nice winter night, you can run out into this bamboo hot tub surrounded by tall bamboo trees. They sway and make that swooshing noise. Just you (+1?), steam rising out of the tub and luscious green.
It is a dream, my friend.