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Saturday, October 4, 2008

Well, Crap

And really, I'm trying to take that word out of my daily vocabulary (just doesn't sound as good when the kidlings say it) but in this instance, it is fitting. If you're eating anything or thinking about eating anything today, you might want to come back to this one later...don't say you weren't warned.

So the other day, I was still trying to cling to the battered remnants that remain of my pitiful Birthday Week. I wore one of my favorite outfits and some favorite pieces of jewelry. As the day progressed, I had people give me several compliments on my earrings. They're a long dangly pair, made from a copper wire with different color beads and such. I love them! So when people tell me they like my earrings, my first response is to say "I know! Don't they totally rock?" but that's not polite so I just say that under my breath after the person walks away. Anyway, I was looking as good as a short, chubby, pregnant woman can by law.

Later that evening, after tucking the kids into bed, I headed into the master bathroom for some "alone" time. I'm gonna digress for a moment (leaving you with that pleasant visual image - you're welcome!) and ask you, is it not the most annoying thing when your kids think they need to be right there in the bathroom with you? Seriously! Haven't they ever heard of privacy? I once heard a spoof song written by a mom to the tune of Hootie and the Blowfish's "I Only Wanna Be With You" called "I Only Wanna Pee Alone."

Okay, detour over.

So, after...completing my task, I reached over to flush the toilet. Just as my hand pressed on the lever, I heard a small splash. I looked down in time to see my beloved earring swirling it's way down the bowl. Oh no! Even if I had wanted to, there was no way I could have saved it. Crap, crap, crap! Now my other earring lays in my jewelry box, a widow, never to be worn again.

And now I have to find some earrings to replace them.

6 comments:

Kristina P. said...

Jessica, have a virtual cupcake and Target gift card on me.

Steph @ Diapers and Divinity said...

What a high price we pay for alone time. Sorry.

Debi said...

If it had been a beloved item of one of your KIDS, you would have instinctively snatched it right out of there. I know....it has happened to me.

Emma said...

That is so sad! Most of the time I lock my kids out of the bathroom and they camp next to the door till I am out. Happy birthday, again.

Brooke said...

Sorry I've disappeared for the last 3 weeks. I'm so sorry, maybe post a picture of your earring, a kind of memorial (and so people know what kind of earrings you like? ;) Happy Birthday!

Rupper Family said...

Uh...that totally sucks. It's like when your daughter leaves a giant rainbow crayon in her pocket and it ruins an entire load of brand new clothes, which you don't realize until you've heat set it in. Sorry. I feel your pain, I'm missing the only pink shirt I've ever loved...

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