Everyday Shenée

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

I need to take a moment to appreciate Craig and Shenée. They are so lovely. They are SO lovely. 

"I just love spending time with them," agreed Caro. "I'm so glad I got past my initial Shenée-scepticism."

I don't judge her for this. You'd be sceptical too. Shenée is just the sweetest, nicest person you could meet. 

"She's up to something," was my first thought about her. "No-one is THIS nice." This was back in 2020. It took me about three months to come to the conclusion that she didn't have a dark side. 

NO-ONE IS THIS NICE. 

Craig is equally nice. He would do ANYTHING for us. And so when Caro wanted to go and see a Nissan Juke ON THE OTHER SIDE OF WELLINGTON, he offered to take her out there and offer his advice. 

"I'm here too!" squealed Shenée.

"I know it's not because of me," replied Caro.

"Yes! I just wanted to spend time with STOFFELS!' continued Shenée. "You dangled him out there like a tasty morsel!"

I wasn't sure how comfortable I felt being discussed like this, but as Caro then went on to say she was happy to "pimp me out" I decided to accept my fate. 

The pair were on fine form today, fizzy and funny. Their playful banter had us in stitches the whole journey. It's hard to fully put across how they are but I'll do my best. 

Shenée: Craigy? Can I have some of your water? I'm a bit parched (smacks lips dramatically)
Craig: Did you DRINK all of your water already?
Shenée: Yeah bub, yeah. I was so INCREDIBLY parched. (Smacks lips again).
Craig: So I got Shenée her OWN bottle of water because I was sick of her drinking all of mine but clearly that didn't work. 

CRAIG TAKES A BIG DRINK FROM HIS BOTTLE

Shenée: Craigy!! NOOOO!!! 
Craig: Oh I'm so INCREDIBLY parched!
Shenée: No! Craigy! Noooo!!! I'm your Bum-Bum!

Actually I'm not sure who "Bum-Bum" is. I think it's Shenée but sometimes it's Craig. And sometimes it's just shortened to "Bum". 

Of course, then Shenée needed the toilet. "Can we go back to the Mitsubishi dealership bub?" she asked. 

"Is it because you want to road-test their bathroom?" I asked.

"Don't start," she replied. 

So Craigy and Bum-Bum drove us to look at the Nissan Juke and Caro decided she wasn't really into it after all. By this time she was edging toward a bigger* car like the Kia Sportage or Mitsubishi ASX that Craig had found for her. 

I'm not really complaining. Caro likes the idea of a car that will make her feel safer. And a car that is higher up and less likely to get crowded by the SUV-drivers is fine with me. 

Craig gave his expert opinion and the pair took a Sportage for a test drive. Caro is in love with that specific model now and the wheels are in motion (pardon the pun) to get her a nice second hand one.

But Craig encouraged Caro look further afield than just Wellington. "I'll even go and get it for you," he offered. By which he means he and Shenée would literally drive to Whanganui (or somewhere) pick up Caro's car and BRING IT BACK FOR HER. 

THEY ARE SO NICE

NO-ONE IS THIS NICE

To reiterate, we are really lucky to have the pair of them in our lives. Caro was in a good mood all day, listening to their fun chat and we took them for lunch as a thank you. They are as usual a bit hard up (horses are not cheap) so it was nice to be able to treat them. 

Over lunch, Caro discussed all manner of medical things. Because food and dermoid cysts go so well together when you are eating chicken and waffles**. Caro explained how she had hers removed via her bellybutton.

"Oh disgusting!" said Shenée. Then caught herself. "I have a thing about my bellybutton," she apologised. "It's a big phobia. I can't stand to touch it."

We looked at her. She went on. 

"I only clean it like once a year," she said. "I come out of the shower and it's all red and I'm like, 'Craigy I cleaned my bellybutton', it was HORRIBLE."

Horrible?

"I don't know. It's just disgusting. It makes me feel horrible. I get a tingle in my vag and it's disgusting."

That made our eyebrows raise.

"Seriously my vag tingles and then I want to throw up. It's disgusting."

After this we went shopping with Shenée who is LOVING her new job and they are sending her on a business trip to Sydney soon. So she needed "big girl" luggage. Like I said, they are typically broke most of the time and I don't think they get to travel much. I hope she enjoys her Aussie trip.

And of course Craigy and Bum-Bum then drove us all the way home. Along the way I could tell Shenée was tired because she requested stories from Caro about her life. She was very appreciative when Caro delivered and she giggled happily at tales of Lisa Brown and Lisa Macca all the way home. 

Caro and I got home at around six, tired but happy. Caro had been on a high all day from the company and from the car shopping. 

I sent Shenée and Craig a text thanking them and saying we'd had such a lovely day. And in one of those spooky text-crossing incidents got a text back instantly thanking us and saying what a lovely day THEY'D had. 

"Best friends! Touch! Touch!!" I texted. 

This is a funny little Shenée-ism. When she loves you, she wants to touch hands. "Touch! Touch!!" she'll say and reach out for you. 

"Tooucch!!!" Shenée texted back. 

"I speak fluent Shenée," I explained to Caro. 

And hopefully after today's entry about Craigy and Bum-Bum, you are a little more conversant in everyday Shenée too. 

S.

* About $6k bigger. Just saying. Sigh.
** Eye roll.