Rub a Dub Dub, There's a Beer in the Tub

I opened the shower curtain this morning to this. Is it just me, or is it weird to drink a beer in the shower? The thought of consuming anything while bathing kind of repulses me. Am I the only one?

After Twyla was born, I couldn't go up and down stairs for a bit, so Scott brought my toothbrush to the downstairs bathroom. I know that some people brush their teeth in the shower, so I figured, "Why not? I could kill two birds with one stone." So I did it, and promptly decided not to do it again. It felt like I was breaking some unspoken shower rule.

I guess this all boils down to the fact that although Scott showers in the evening, the beer can was there to greet me this morning. He probably should have taken it out, eh? Well, then I wouldn't have had anything to post about today. Hmmm....... I guess I'll have to let it slide this time.