That awkward moment when you come home from a fun night at a Brad Paisley concert (which by the way was freakin awesome!), only to be greeted by your almost-18-year-old son and his friends, as they explain why they had to call poison control and almost took your son to the hospital. (It involved filming a movie in my bathtub with LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of bleach-alternative-infused dish soap.......Dont ask!) And to cap the night off, I am currently on minute 35 of trying to get the HALF of a contact lens out of my right eye. (For the record: Trying to get half of a contact lens out of your eye is WAY harder than removing a whole one!) Good night (or should I say, morning everyone!)
Posted on: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 08:28:15 +0000
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