we can drive

this morning, the boy (yes, my valentine. still around.), and i were in the car and i was thinking about how clean i felt after a shower and that cavemen must never had that same feeling in their whole lives. upon mentioning this to him, he looked at me like i had completely lost my mind. for a few minutes, he didn't even say anything. he just kept driving, glancing over, wide eyed, shaking his head. i can tell you that that behavior isn't normal for this boy. he always has something to say, an opinion.

so i was telling my mom that story this evening and she reminded me that grandpa mannix used to tell them (she has 2 younger brothers and 2 younger sisters) that none of the kings and queens of the world lived as well as they do now. they had lice and corsets and no deodorant. they powdered themselves in lieu of bathing and must have always felt (and smelled) awful.

after that, i just felt a special connection to my grandpa, and not crazy at all.