Lent Day 41: Peas in a pod

When I sighed and said I needed to write my blog Eva suggested I write about the following conversation we had in the bath this evening...

Eva (in a perfect Southern accent), 'Hello, my name is Naked Terror and I'm going to give you a foot massage.'

Gingerly stabs one foot with her index finger.

Me in my best version of a southern belle accent, 'Hello there I'm Blanche and I haven't had such a good massage since I left Belle Reve.'

Eva looking at me judgementally with a raised eye brow, 'Blanche?'

Me, 'Yes. It's the name they gave me on the plantation.'

I stop for a moment to listen to what I think is gentle rain starting to fall.

Me, 'Is that rain outside?'

Eva, 'No sorry ma'am, that's just my accent.'

My how we laughed. 

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