I'm sure many of you were downright devestated when I didn't post yesterday - on the brink of suicide, not knowing if you could go on, etc - well - never fear - I'm ba-a-a-a-a-a-ck!
And with this little tidbit of "fun" that happened to me this morning:
I had to water the plants today - because as a Receptionist it's one of my many and ever-growing things I "must" do. Well, no sooner had I filled the bright green jug with liquid and approached the first of the gazillion plants in my office then I tipped the watering can - and watered my leg.
For the rest of the morning I had to walk around like a chick with a bladder control issue.
It could just be that I'm sooooo tired today due to the fact that I had to stay up late last night and redo a poetry assignment that I so royall f'd up I had no choice but to cross my eyes, screw up my anger and regurgitate it on to paper.
Lucky for me, the poem was "America" by Allen Ginsberg.
While I'm discovering this royal screw up - Harry comes up behind me in my recliner and taps me on the head. He thinks this is absolutely hilarious.
Because he wasn't using his finger.
Sigh. Boys come with built-in toys...