Here's a fun story:
So, two days ago, I was home with the babies of course. And there was a knock at the door...only an insistent knock, like the kind Jeremy does when in a rush. I quickly ran to the door and threw it open wide only to find the FedEx man there instead. He said he was sorry that he couldn't leave the w00tPC package in the closet at work because his supervisor was with him and yada yada yada. I stood their smiling big and chattin' it up. Saying, it's okay, how's the weather, etc. It was only just as the door latched shut after he left that I realized, as a dreaded feeling washed over my whole body, that I had totally just had that entire conversation with him WITHOUT my retainer in!!~!!!!! Bloody Hell!!!! I nearly died of embarrassment. I called Jeremy and he laughed and laughed! I have got to get the dang implant. SMH.
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Yep, I laughed. With you, right?
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