Hard to believe it’s already Thursday in my “quiet week.” This is the week where everyone, except the baby and me, has gone to Florida. I stayed put because it is more relaxing to stay home versus chase my little madman around my parents’ non-baby-proofed condo. And he’s just not a good traveler. So there you have it. And here we are. Next year … anyway …
It has been quiet. And mellow. And nice. I’ve enjoyed my little guy. He’s a sweet little lover boy and has been generous in demonstrating his affection. But I’m ready for the return to chaos. I’m sure Cliff is, too.
I discovered, however, that even without the excuse of the mayhem of our full house, I’m still prone to doing really stupid things. Drat. So, it’s not them. It’s me. So, here are my top three in the past 24 hours …
And-a One. I packed up the baby for a trip to the UPS store. Transferred his stroller from the van into the car to make it easy to take him in. ‘Cause, you know, I’m a thinka. All the way there, I reached back to tickle his legs and keep him awake; he was on the verge of dozing. After 15 minutes of my hooting and hollering, tickling and poking, we made it. I unpacked the stroller. Unleashed the strapped-in child and managed to maneuver him and his cart through the snow to the sidewalk … only to discover that I left the package I was going to send at home.
And-a Two. I returned home, by this time, with a sleeping baby. There was the durn ol’ package just where I left it in the open breezeway between the house and garage. Next to it was a baby car seat that I pulled out of the garage during that brilliant transfer of the stroller. And in that car seat, was a squirrel, who had obviously (at light speed) decided to dig a hole in the cushion to make a cozy home. He scampered, but the (permanent) damage was done.
And-a Three. In a rush to get out of the house, I reached under the bathroom cabinet to fetch hairspray and, instead, sprayed my freshly washed hair with Dow Scrubbing Bubbles. I realized it as it was foaming on my head. No, it doesn’t work like a mousse. But my hair smelled really clean all day …
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no way!! Scrubbing Bubbles?! That’s great. While reading this “my” cell phone rang. I thought it odd and it didn’t sound right, but I went to answer it only to find it was Brian’s he left home by mistake. So I went to call Brian at work to let him know he left his cell phone here and what did I dial but his cell phone….. So I guess it’s kinda rubbing off on me.
Thanks so much for the chuckle! I am soooo glad to know that I am not the only one who acts like a ditz sometimes. Enjoying looking at your blog. God bless.
I have to say … posting about my own stupidity has yielded so many fun stories from friends and folks at church. Me being stupid is a gift that keeps on giving. I’ve shared so many good laughs. It also made me relax a bit to know I’m not the only one.