Thought I’d share a story with you that someone emailed me….
This would sooooo totally happen to me if I had children!!!
“This has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive today who won’t crack up over this! I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor’s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn’t have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn’t going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I’m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, “My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven’t we?” I didn’t respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, cooking.
After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, “Mommy, where’s my washcloth?” I told her to get another one from the cabinet. She replied, “No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.” NEVER going back to that doctor ever!!”
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I posted the above earlier today and had good intentions of coming back tonight and updating but I think I’m just too worn out to type what all I wanted to say.
Maybe I can share a little….
1. Tomorrow a very good friend of mine is coming to town. He’s actually a sales rep for a company I do business with and we have a meeting schedule with another guy for Friday morning. He decided to come over a day early so we could go out and have dinner and catch up. If you’re a flickr friend and want to know who I’m talking about go over to my flickr page and look for the picture of me and Mark. He’s such a hottie. Dinner with him…..hell, anything with him is always a treat. (Get your mind outta the gutter!)
2. A friend of mine at work got a puppy for Christmas. It’s a Bischon Frise – (maybe I spelled that right). Anyway, it’s just the cutest little thing ever! I’ve been mulling over getting another dog for a while. I used to have a cocker spaniel but had to put him to sleep a few years ago. Since then I’ve had the ups and downs of wanting another dog and just haven’t followed through. Jake was an outside cocker but I think I may want an indoor little dog….and I think I’ve fallen in love with the Bischon Frise. I’m going to puppy-sit for my friend this weekend. I think it will be a good test for me. I’ll either come out of this weekend eager to sink several hundred dollars into a puppy or will be estactic that I don’t have one of my own. Who knows.
3. Many of you asked about me in the last post. (Thank you!) I’m fine… Was just having a “Southern Sweetheart Moment” and the best medicine at the time was to just take a deep breath, exhale, and repeat.
4. I need a major vacation. Does anyone have a vacation house on an island somewhere far, far away that I can spend a week relaxing in? I’ll gladly take a mountain cabin too. After the 8 month project I just finished I think I’m WAY overdue for some ME time.
5. And last, but certainly not least, I am really distraught and am preparing to mourn. “Big Sexy” is in intensive care and I’m extremely worried about him. He’s my biggest, sexiest, most gratifying toy in the drawer and he’s dying a slow painful death (painful for me that is). I seriously have almost cried over him for the last few days. This past Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday when I broke him out of the drawer he looked withdrawn, overused, and just plain tired….. I gave him a pep talk and things began to look up but then – just in the crux of my need for him to perform he wound down and made the worst possible noises you can imagine………….and then he stalled. STALLED! I was NOT happy. I’ve searched for over a year now for the exact same toy as a replacement for him and haven’t been able to find one. I even bought a new toy when I went to the Love Shack in Atlanta several weeks ago and I was certain that my new toy would be sure to make me squirm in new ways…..but he hasn’t held a candle…or an “O”….to Big Sexy. I know its only a matter of time before he’ll never raise his head again and when that happens this place will be draped in black. When a girl finds THE TOY for her its like losing her best friend when he bites the dust. What in the name of all things wet and horny am I going to do????? If anyone has any suggestions for replacement toys please let me know. I HAVE GOT TO ORDER A NEW ONE PRONTO!
