Why I think of Kat while in the tub

I often mull over post ideas for a few days, allowing them to ripen or die on the vine.  I have one rolling around on the concept of splurging at little or no cost.  One of my personal favorites is to tuck the monkeys in bed and soak in the tub accompanied by a good book, a few squares of dark chocolate, and something icy cold to drink.

A blogger buddy of mine probably just had a neurosis based coronary at the thought.  I wonder if the knowledge that the actual toilet is in a water closet will revive her?