Thursday, March 29, 2007

Ne Worry Pas

The invisible people who know me know that I'm a Lushie.

So, you can imagine my excitement today when the Lush store opened in my city. I visited, and it was indeed a religious experience.

Lately, I've been feeling really crappy. So weak, so tired, anemic, depressed, stressed. I'm sleeping all the time, as much as possible. I've been off work this week, because I can't get my arse out of bed. I am on my second UTI in three weeks, and my doc upped my antibiotic to Cipro, because I've been feeling so much like Anna Nicole lately that I may as well take the same drugs, too.

Which brings me to Ne Worry Pas, which is the name of a bath bomb that I bought today. It's powdery-white with a lavender scent, and it's very simple-looking with the exception of one oddity: it has a hole in it, a "grotto" which is a turquoise blue hole dug into the side of the bomb. When you look in the hole, it seems to go on forever.

Legend has it that you whisper your worries into the grotto, and then toss the bomb in the bathwater and watch your worries fizz away.

So I got in there, covered up as much as I can in my little tub with hot water. I just felt so weak and tired, and I pretty much just sank in and was content to stay there all day. I picked up my Ne Worry Pas, looked in the hole, and whispered thusly:

"I'm scared about my health. Maybe I have bladder cancer or something. Maybe my kidneys are shutting down. What if I'm dying, and I'm so tired because the life is slowly slipping from my body? Then there's the money. I'll always have room for you, my darling Lush, but I'm at that point again where I'm going to get nailed on income tax and I have to pay down my line of credit and I have to get a new roof on the house, and it's only a matter of time before the furnace has to be replaced. And don't even get me started about work! OMG the mess that I've inherited is so embarrassing and so fucking be stuck with all that because they turned a blind eye to that useless twit. And the payoff just isn't there, for the amount of time and effort that I put into it. I don't think I've ever complained about being "underpaid" for the work I do. But now I feel that I should be getting danger pay for all the BS I have to put up with, and then there's the politics...oh god, don't get me started! Then there's girl kittens social insurance number and stuff that she needs to get a job this summer and I keep forgetting to get it because I'm so forgetful these days. And OMG the parking tickets! I'm afraid to go renew my license."

I paused, thinking, wondering if there's anything else I needed to add. Then I decided that I'd whispered just about everything for now, and *plopped* the bomb into the water.

It fizzled and bounced and bubbled, and the water turned a milky white and the glorious scent of lavender and essential oil goodness filled the room. I closed my eyes and sank back into the tub, imagining my worries dissolving like that little ball of wonder...and then I realized...

Um, so now I'm, like, immersed in my worries.



At 12:04 PM, Blogger Mom2BJM said...


Hi Frisky! I'm sorry that you are having such health issues. It can't be too much fun.. Hang in there, and try not to drown in that pool of worries..

At 12:17 PM, Blogger byoffer said...

Hey Frisque!

Damn, you updated your blog. I guess that means I will have to do so also. I was using you as an excuse.

Glad you got your Lush shop. I was thinking about you at 1:00am Sunday when I saw a Lush in the Toronto airport.

And quickly, here is my Lush story. As you may recall, I got a Lush pack for my DW for Valentine's Day. And now? I have to replace the bath-tub so that she can use it. Apparently the current tub, with its jacuzzi jets, is a pain to clean. I guess I should have just sent flowers!

Really sorry you aren't feeling well. Keep your tail up.


At 12:18 AM, Blogger frisky said...

OMG and here I was thinking I needed a tub with jacuzzi jets in order to fully enjoy the Lush experience! Thanks, BO! :)

I think we need soaker tubs. Big and deep, so the whole body is covered. I have this pitiful little shallow thing.

Feeling a little better tonight. The Anna Nicole drugs are kicking in, it seems.

At 2:40 PM, Blogger Breezy said...

I need a great big garden tub to soak in. Atleast that's what I told BF last night as I was soaking in my sex bomb. *waggles eyebrows*

At 6:33 PM, Blogger Puffy said...

*blinks eyes* A Frisky update?

Just remember, those worries all went down.the.drain. The problems are disappearing as we type.

*throws tuna-flavored bath bomb into the water*

At 9:16 AM, Blogger Lasann said...

I almost didn't click on you today. I'm glad I did.

I'm still a virgin in the bomb experience.

At 1:33 PM, Blogger kim (weltek) said...

*giggle* I didn't expect that last sentence! You have such writer's talent.

My Lush stuff arrives TODAY! Yay! I also have a pathetic tub, but Lush will make it better, right?

*hugs* for all the stress. This to shall pass. Time marches on...all those cliches. *smoooch*

At 11:25 AM, Blogger thndrkttn said...

I just wanted to say thank you for turning us onto LUSH products. I used my first bathbomb and melt yesterday. I thought my bones had turned to mush when I tried to get out of the tub. It was pure heaven.

At 2:43 AM, Blogger Teacher Forever said...

At 7:11 PM, Blogger Carolina Girl said...

Frisky!!! *nuzzle*

I have to admit, I don't know of this LUSH in which you speak.....runs off to check it out!

I've missed you!

At 3:02 PM, Blogger miamicatt said...


I've been to the Lush website but never to a store. Yesterday evening, as we were walking to the bus stop, I saw one. And in we went.

And I thought of you. :-)


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