Completely Naked

I remembered a story that happened in the early years of marriage while we were living on a farm in Idaho that I thought was worth posting on my blog. 

We had the nicest Japanese neighbor that grew a big garden and we considered her the neighborhood gardening expert.  Every year Mary would bring us grocery bags full of yummy, garden-grown vegetables.

One day Mary knocked on the door and she could hear that we were home because my husband had the radio playing loudly so he could hear it above the shower.  Mary knocked a few times, and waited awhile before deciding to walk-in to leave a bag of vegetables on the table.

When she walked around the corner, my husband had just gotten out of the shower and was standing there COMPLETELY naked.  Kyle was so shocked and embarrassed when he saw Mary that he could not speak as he stood there wearing absolutely nothing!  Needless to say, he quickly vanished.  I had never seen a Japanese person blush before, but I can’t say that any longer.  Mary’s face turned so RED! Flustered, she mustered up the courage to yell to Kyle, “It’s not like I haven’t seen a naked man before and you pretty much all look the same!” To this day, I laugh out loud as I vividly remember Mary’s bright red face!