When I was 18 years old I met a young and “hip” couple.
There was a huge, local, seafood restaurant that most of us had been waiting tables at every summer throughout our teens and even into later years.
That summer, a newly married couple joined our little team of regulars. They were teachers who waited tables in the summer and we all loved them to death.
They were so sweet and funny and I thought at eighteen, that I so wanted to be like them when I was older. They had to be in their early twenties looking back but at that time they seemed so much older.
One summer night they asked a friend and I if we wanted to join them after work for a party they were having.
We felt so cool to be asked and jumped at the offer.
We all rushed after work to get showered and changed and meet back up.
My friend and I arrived at their apartment as others from our group were arriving and the young wife answered the door rushed and half ready.
She hurriedly asked if we would help get chips and games out and whispered…
“We were so rushed after work I only had time for a horse’s shower.”
I giggled and whispered back, loving that we were being asked to help, “We would LOVE to help! Ummmm, what is a horse’s shower?
A funny little smile came across her face and she looked at me like a cute little sister.
Smiling, she said it slower and in a more whispered tone…..“A horse-es shower????? You know…where you only have time to wash quickly and you jump in and out of the shower.”
I wanted her to think I was cool and super grown-up and I replied back in our “best-friend-sister-party together-whisper” ,
“Oh! A horse-es shower!Â Yeah, that’s all I had time for too.” She laughed and went back to finish getting ready and I went on to open bags of chips and act like a pretend grown up.
We had a fun night and I found myself throughout that summer and even later, emulating some of the things I had seen them do.
But one extra special thing I “picked up” from them, was that any time I had to rush to get ready or any time that I had to jump in and out of the bath or shower and meet up with friends…….
I would tell EVERYONE in a rushed voice that I only had time for a “horse’s shower“. It didn’t even have to be a shower….it could be a hurried bath. A “horse’s bath”. Shared in a rushed and hurried voice………
Because I was cool like that.
And if they asked me what a “horse’s shower OR bath” was….
Silly un-cool people…….
I would look at them with the same, endearing and funny smile that the young, hip and cool, married-girl had given me and I would say it slower……
“You know…a horse-es shower? Where you only have time to jump in and out of the shower”.
And then I would proceed on with my “coolness”.
I have carried that phrase with me for twenty-four years.
A few years ago my brother brought home this beautiful, retired Dixie Stampede horse and I have to say that I have wondered about that term a bit.
It really didn’t make sense?
My brother never bathed his horse that way?
Just washing him quickly? Quick showers? I have wondered about the accuracy of this phrase…….
But rather than heed that little voice that was questioning the accuracy of this phrase, I proceeded to educate the world with theÂ term “horse’s shower” and “horse’s bath”.
I used it with ladies from my church group…. nieces and nephews….my kids…..friends and co-workers…..
Until two days ago.
When my little.baby.girl ,who is much wiser at this age and has found a little “coolness” on her own educated me.
It was this little coolness coach that “taught me the error of my ways”.
Two days ago…..twenty-four years of saying “horse’s shower” AND “horse’s bath” ended.
And in a nightmare-ish way.
Many of you already may have caught onto what I did NOT know for TWENTY-FOUR YEARS.
But for those of you who haven’t……here is the text between my daughter and I (excuse the typos, I am a hideous texter)
Why would I share that???
Number one reason…..
This gave my “cool” phrase “horse’s shower”AND “horse’s bath” a WHOLE NEW MEANING!!!!!!
First reaction? Pack up my house, put it on the market and move to Costa Rica.
BUT….I knew I had to face it.
AND I knew many of you are just like me and may relate and even empathize.
I am hoping anyway…..
But number two reason I had to face this…..I have said this phrase before to MANY OF YOU!
I am praying that if I did….~gulp~
That you all knew I was a doofus and could understand that I was saying “HORSE”. I just thought it meant a quick shower or bath!
TWENTY-FOUR YEARS PEOPLE!!!!
So, please accept this post with my apologies!!!!
Moral of the story?
*Horses are not bathed that way.
*We are never as cool as we think we are.
*What in the world was a sweet, young married girl saying that phrase for anyway?
*Didn’t one of my friends want to say…”That phrase doesn’t make sense?”
Also…just know….I have a sister who is special needs, so we do NOT going around calling everyone retarded.
We just tell them to take “horse’s showers or baths” which is much classier and appropriate.
I do wash my hair and bathe. I just didn’t wash my hair that morning and thought I would share that for some reason.
My daughter doesn’t text dirty words to me….except if she is trying to tell me that I am talking dirty and do not know it.
Have you done something,….. ANYthing like this in your life.
Maybe not for TWENTY-FOUR years but even once in your life?
Can we all relate??????
Or…am I a lone doofus-head?
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