Day 12- Busted

I think my neighbors saw me naked. No, not drunk neighbor guy on the other side. My cool, wonderful neighbors next door. God, I hope not. That's what I get for hopping in the hot tub last night unclothed. See, since I was diagnosed with Sjogrens, I convinced Fredly that I needed a hot tub to help with my joint flares. So last summer, we added a hot tub to the backyard extravaganza and it has really helped with my joints and muscles. Plus, it helps me sleep. Anyway, back to the exhibition episode. So normally around dusk (or thereafter), I venture out to sit in the hot tub and relax to the stars above me and the bubbles below me. In the summer, I wear a swim suit. But in the winter, you don't want anything clinging to you when it's cold, so I derobe and jump in the hot tub. Sometimes, I would wear a stocking hat, if that counts as clothing. :) Now, I did a test the other day. When I was house sitting for the neighbors Easter weekend, I yelled at Fred in the backyard. "FRED! FRED!". He was watching the Masters and I think I scared the hell out of him. "WHAT?". It was like two old deaf people yelling at each other. "HEY, STAND ON THE STEPS OF THE HOT TUB- I WANNA SEE IF YOU CAN SEE BODY PARTS FROM OVER HERE". So Fred stood on the step. Damn! From the waist down, you couldn't see anything. Great for a Dude- bad for a chick. Now, you have to be looking over our fence at the right time to catch a glimpse, so I figured, I would risk it. So last night, as I normally do, I derobed and jumped quickly in the hot tub. But then, THEN....I saw smoke. Then I smelled beef. GREAT. Yes, my first thought was "thanks a lot...I'm on a cleanse over here and you're killing me." But that quickly went to "OH SHIT!" They are in the backyard grilling! And if I can see their grill from my backyard....o crap, o crap, o crap. Well, if they got a glimpse, they got a glimpse. But....I was in that hot tub until they finished grilling. I was stuck. But...it got worse. Their garage is also along our backyard fence. A light goes on in their garage (and their window faces our backyard). ARE YOU KIDDING ME????? I'm going to be spending the night out here!!!! So what felt like 4 hours, the light in the garage went off and I heard the grill lid close. Now, do I chance getting out the usual way, ass to their yard? Nope. I was freaked out. I crawled over the side of the hot tub towards the center of our backyard. Now that is a hard task to do, especially when the swimming pool is there. I almost took an unwanted dip in the pool. That would have been funny- and cold as hell. But my cat-like reflexes kept me on the pool deck. I crawled on my hands to my robe that was on a pool chair. Whew! I made it. Now those of you that know where I live, I am not charging admission, so don't even think about popping over to see Melissa the white-assed hot tubber. I have learned my lesson- I think. ;) Happy Weekend Y'all! Enjoy eating food. Don't text me pics of food while I am drinking my meals until Sunday. Let the fun begin!