Gives new meaning to the word 'sham-poo'. Not sure what to make of this. I might have at least opened up the mini bar and raided the over priced vodka.



The hotel doesn't have a mini-bar but I did see, on bank statement, that he made a debit purchase at a liquor store, the day before the incident; probably vodka as he's just recently started enjoying a Bloody Mary, now and then, to unwind. He probably gave it a good vodka wash. We were so busy giggling and him pointing out little imaginary specks I didn't ask any questions. We were at The Oasis and had tossed down a "few" before he told me.
Being in medical fields, for ages, and living in a "kennel," with an army of GIANT and Large, county house dogs, we aren't very squeamish about many things.
I haven't seen DH giggle so much in decades.
Hugs, Feisty Alice
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