There are just some Fridays that feel suspiciously like a Monday. This was one of them. LOL I had intended to take Friday off to just try and enjoy the day. I also had some repairmen coming out to take care of some things. But as life would have it or rather work life would have it, I did not get the opportunity. So, I was trying to be a domestic goddess (which is a challenge on a good day) and a working person all in one. I was spread pretty thin. Or, as I like to say, there is only so much peanut butter for the Wonder Bread. I get to the corners, but start falling apart a bit in the middle. Actually.....Things were going along pretty good until I decided to go downstairs where we have a spare fridge and keep frozen chicken breasts in it to defrost. I then cook them up for the dogs. The chicken breasts had defrosted but they had leaked all over my nice, clean fridge. So there I was at the last minute before one of the repair men arrived AND I had a work conference call, scrubbing out my refrigerator. It was a disaster complete with the little puppies wanting to get involved with the cleaning while I had everything from inside the fridge sitting outside the fridge in boxes. The puppies mistook my scrubbing for rough housing and were nipping at my now very disheveled hair and it caused me to dump the defrosted chicken juice down the front jeans. Nice. So lets get a real visual for you as the doorbell rings and I run up the stairs to greet what I think is the repairman. I have jeans on that have defrosted chicken juice down the front of them in a very peculiar pattern that if you did not know me, might indicate I have some incontinence issues. I have very disheveled hair ( yes, yes, worse than usual) and unknowing to me, theres some sort of a little black feather like thing sticking straight up out of the back of my head. It made me look asI lost a fight with a crow. No, I have NO IDEA how it got there, but quite sure it involved my juvenile delinquent puppies.So now that you have the complete visual, back to the doorbell ringing. My very ferocious dogs, (insert sarcasm here) are going nuts. I race up the stairs and open the front door, leaving only the steel security gate between myself and not the repair man, but two sweet little old church ladies with enough literature to wallpaper a small house. The one little church lady closest to the door smiled ever so sweetly as my little dogs were literally jumping up against the door as though they had never seen a human and I fed them crack for lunch. Oy. The other church lady behind her looked as though she were staring at the devil himself. Her eyes were wide and her face was in utter disbelief at what she was witnessing. As I stood there, (refer to visual above) I was flustered, wide eyed and the clock was ticking until my conference call. I then said a little too forcefully to these sweet little old church ladies, NOW IS NOT A GOOD TIME. I think they believed I meant I had no time for God. (not true) After recovering from their disbelief, the one church lady smiled and they both then headed back down our long walkway. I shut the door shaking my head in disbelief at what had just transpired. While I was shaking my head, I looked down and there stuck to my big toe on my right foot was a little Tootsie Roll size Puppy Party Poo....Evidently, as the pups were excitedly jumping up and down at the security gate at the front door, the Party Poo (as we call it) was making a small appearance and I, given my karma for the day, stepped in it. Thankfully, no carpets, only floors. :) All I could do was laugh and take comfort in knowing I am QUITE CERTAIN The Church Ladies have PLENTY to talk about and most importantly pray about. :) :) LOL. Today is a new start....thank goodness!!
Posted on: Sat, 09 Nov 2013 10:23:24 +0000
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