NakedMom is visiting me in Santa Cruz this weekend. She lives on the other side of the country in our nation's capitol where she leads a rather full, if conservative, life as a mortgage broker. This visit is all part of a joint birthday celebration that was supposed to take place back in April (her birthday), but didn't because she decided to go to camp at Duke University for a month.
Happy Birthday to us!
As part of the festivities of the weekend, we spent all afternoon today at the spa getting rubbed and scrubbed and dubbed. And of course, we got naked.
And since it's Friday, I took some pictures to share with all of you. NakedMom insists that she taught me everything that I know about being naked. I am here to tell you that she's wrong. She didn't, but because I love her, I will say that one thing NakedMom did instill in me (and all her children) was a true belief in ourselves and our ability to do absolutely anything. Really. Any thing. Including getting naked at the drop of a robe, or a dress, or a pair of trousers or...well you get the idea.
And now, without further words, I give you NakedMom and NakedJen. Notice that NakedMom was a bit timid at first, but she quickly warmed up. You might also notice that there's a strong family resemblance. Especially when looking at the pictures of HalfNakedRobin and NeverNakedBeth.
Enough with all of that. I said without any further words. Happy Naked Friday, everyone. Where ever you are, I do hope you're spending at least a few minutes naked. It does a body good.
