So recently, as many people may know, Marissa and I got married. Well, for her bridal shower Marissa got a couple of towels. We waited until the time was right to use them, but the time came where we moved into our townhouse, we got to take a nice relaxing shower. I had forgotten about the towels at this point, but when I had gotten out and reached for this thing and it was like holding a small puppy. For people who go their entire lives, or most of it, using old towels that have lingered in their closet forever, it's like the end of a long winter. When I came out Marissa and I looked at each other and we knew exactly what we were thinking. The towels were also huge! I'm a pretty tall guy, but these things came down to my feet when wrapped around my waist. That's what you call a towel!
This morning, and Marissa doesn't know this yet, all of the hot water was gone. I found this out first hand. After an uncomfortable shower, I turned the water off, opened the curtain and grabbed the towel and all was forgiven. I don't think I've ever been so happy to have a soft towel. Not after a pioneer trek, not after working out, never. It has been a blessing. Thank you to whoever got these for us!
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