A few months ago, my older sister, Ree, my older brother, Mr. Pickles, his wife, our kids and I drove (not all of us were in the same vehicle. Mr pickle and his crew drove separately.) a few hours north to meet my younger brother, Ham, his wife and kids at a mutual destination. Ham and his family live very far from us, so when he was 6 hours away we drove 3 and he drove 3 to meet.
We all met at a park and let the kids run and play for awhile. After awhile we decided to leave and go get some dinner. We were in a town that I didn't know how to get around in and I have a TERRIBLE sense of direction. I was planning on following my brothers. However, they got out of the parking lot before I did and I didn't see which way they had turned. Before we got in the cars we had decided upon a place to eat and Mr. Pickles had commented how easy it was to get there. Because of this I had figured I could at least deduce which direction they went and catch up to them.
I made a turn as I was calling Mr. Pickles. Once I told him where I was he told me I had turned the wrong direction. *Shocker* I was frustrated and ranted to my sister about my awful sense of direction. This is the conversation that followed.
Me: See I have the stinkin' sense of direction of a turtle!
Ree: Umm I didn't know that turtles had a bad sense of direction?
M: Oh, well, I really don't know if they have a bad sense of direction, but it seems that the would.
Ree: Uh, ooookkaaaayyy?
M: Well, look at them. They don't seem like they'd know where they were going. They always seem to get into the worst predicaments.
Ree: I guess that is true.
Mind you this conversation was uttered around mouthfuls of giggles.
Have a great day!
Ms. T
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Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Monday, December 29, 2014
Almost Hair Fire
Everyone has had at least one day where they're running behind and something goes wrong. In some cases comically wrong. Welcome to my life. It seems like I'm always running behind (aka late) . On the rare occasion that I'm doing well time wise something ridiculous happens to throw me off. Example:
The other morning I was doing peachy keen time wise. I was proud of myself. All I needed to do was dry my hair and the kids and I were ready to head out the door. We still had like 20 minutes before we had to leave and it usually takes me somewhere between 10 and 15 minutes to dry my hair, depending on how fancy I want to be.
The kids, all ready to go, were sitting in the living room watching some t.v. and I ran into my room to do my hair. As I'm blow drying a flicker caught my attention. I look more closely (through the mirror) and it went off again. My hair dryer was shooting sparks!! Holy cowbells!! Thank the Lord I wasn't holding it super close. Ugh, I do NOT need my hair to catch fire. I'm no Katniss, she is the girl on fire, I however am a housewife that needs to have all my hair. (ok, so technically, Katniss' hair didn't catch fire, but still it made for a good Hunger Games reference ;).
Needless to say, I ended up being late, because I had to drag out my straightening iron, let it heat up and then use it to dry/ do my hair. It's actually a great little do-dad that is called a wet to straight hair straightener. You can use it on wet hair thereby eliminating the need to dry your hair first. Because, really, who has time to add that many steps to their morning routine?
For real, though, I've got to stop patting myself on the back for doing so well, until I reach my destination. Because next time something else will go wrong... Sometimes I wish Murphy would just leave me alone!! (Murphy's law, just in case ya'll don't get my point)
Have a great day!
Ms. T
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The other morning I was doing peachy keen time wise. I was proud of myself. All I needed to do was dry my hair and the kids and I were ready to head out the door. We still had like 20 minutes before we had to leave and it usually takes me somewhere between 10 and 15 minutes to dry my hair, depending on how fancy I want to be.
The kids, all ready to go, were sitting in the living room watching some t.v. and I ran into my room to do my hair. As I'm blow drying a flicker caught my attention. I look more closely (through the mirror) and it went off again. My hair dryer was shooting sparks!! Holy cowbells!! Thank the Lord I wasn't holding it super close. Ugh, I do NOT need my hair to catch fire. I'm no Katniss, she is the girl on fire, I however am a housewife that needs to have all my hair. (ok, so technically, Katniss' hair didn't catch fire, but still it made for a good Hunger Games reference ;).
Needless to say, I ended up being late, because I had to drag out my straightening iron, let it heat up and then use it to dry/ do my hair. It's actually a great little do-dad that is called a wet to straight hair straightener. You can use it on wet hair thereby eliminating the need to dry your hair first. Because, really, who has time to add that many steps to their morning routine?
For real, though, I've got to stop patting myself on the back for doing so well, until I reach my destination. Because next time something else will go wrong... Sometimes I wish Murphy would just leave me alone!! (Murphy's law, just in case ya'll don't get my point)
Have a great day!
Ms. T
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