A New Bathroom... As Dapper As Can Be To Dreamy and Me!

Alright, our bathroom isn't quite this small...  What really surpised me
as I searched for a photo like this is the number of people who
 seeminclined to post pictures of themselves...  in airline
bathrooms...  Odd?

I've written about our tiny, bijou bathroom before, and discussing it never fails to bring gasps from the many people who can't imagine a family of ten with one, yes one, bathroom.  A teeny, tiny bathroom at that.  In fact, it's about the size of a generous coat closet, with a bathtub, sink and...  er...  commode placed strategically.  It is truly the smallest bathroom on earth.  While extremely easy to keep powder fresh and sparklingly clean (thank you Dreamy), it can be a challenge to stagger the daily showering routine of several hygiene-conscious teenagers.  One must also be careful not to overdose on the massive amounts of Axe spray that seems to be broadcast in this minuscule space by our raft of boys.

Will we get a copy of the one Ike had at Gettysburg...

Or maybe Mamie's?  (Wouldn't you think Ike
and Mamie would have sprung for something
a little more...  luxurious?)

 

Or will we get a Duke and Duchess
of Windsor bathroom?


It is also an old bathroom, built into an even older house that probably didn't have a restroom to begin with.  This means that there are some features that are not, shall we say, fully realized.  I have recently learned that the last time there was any major work done on this room, Jackie Kennedy was giving her televised tour of the White House.  At that time, the ancient cast-iron tub had to be replaced.  You see, the original owner had settled into a warm bubble bath, ready for Calgon to take her away.  Instead, the floor beneath the tub gave way.  This old house rests on a rather sizable foundation, and the drop was by no means inconsequential.  I am just happy that something small, like an unstoppable faucet drip, necessitated the renovation this time around.  It's at times like this that I am so glad to be a renter.  While we are welcome to decorate and refurbish to our hearts content, when it comes to the big things, help is just a phone call away.  My carpentry, plumbing and wiring skills are limited to hanging pictures, washing dishes and stringing lights on the Christmas tree.  Even that last one can be a little sketchy.

We've waited a long time for this improvement and I can honestly say that the prospect of a fully functioning, thoroughly modern privy is as dapper and dreamy as it gets.  I love the vintage look and life in almost every area, but this is not one of them.  So, here's to new plumbing and modern conveniences!