I try to focus on the positive here and remind myself that despite the fact that not everything goes right all of the time, life is pretty darn good. But after the last post, I feel the need to include a disclaimer. Things aren't always as rosy as they may seem. A few cases in point:
I had to buy Clearasil this weekend. And it isn't helping. I don't know what the heck is going on, but my skin is suddenly worse than that of a teenager standing over the frier at BK.
Those cookies that I made? Yeah. First, they took hours. Many things (like house cleaning) didn't get done as a result of making them. And they probably have a little to do with my new figure (and perhaps my new complexion).
Cortlan's birthday is January 9th. In the midst of the holiday craziness, I only just figured out what we are going to do for his party. And nevermind the fact that I haven't gotten invites out yet. Ok. I haven't even bought them yet.
But for the grand finale of the day, enjoy the following excerpts from conversations with co-workers:
(classroom phone rings)
Me: Hello?
Him: Hey! Did you give me a Christmas card?
Me: (thinking that he is going to compliment me on the cuties in the pictures)Yes!
Him: Well, it is a very nice envelope. You know there was no card in it?
Me: What? There was no card in the envelope??
Him: Nope. But your handwriting on the front was nice. That's how I knew it was from you.
Me: Well, crap. I hope yours is the only one!
Later, to another friend, in the copier room:
Me: Hey, did you get a card from me?
Her: No.
Me: What? Not even an envelope?
Her (looking at me quizzically): No.
(pause, as I try to figure out whose mailbox I must have put her card in)
Her: But you know what? So-and-so brought a really nice envelope to my room this morning and asked if I gave it to him. He said there was no card in it.
Me: Ohhhhhhh. Yep. That was from me. It was a nice envelope, wasn't it?
Now, I wonder how many people got a mysterious silver-lined envelope with nice handwriting on the front.
Um. Yeah. I am going that crazy.
Ha ha hahaaaa! I did that once with invitations to my sister in law's baby shower. I didn't put anything on the inside. So people got this nice little invitation. They didn't know who it was for, where it was or when, but hey... pretty invitation!! :)
ReplyDeletebtw, that clearasil thing. With you on that. My facialist tells me that it is a hormonal change that hits in the mid 30's. I wanted to slap her. Since when is 33 "MID" 30's?????? How can I be in my mid 30s when my face says that I am clearly (no pun intended) 15??
Love ya. Wallerie.