Picture this. You have an overdue DVD that needs to go back to the video store. You have a screaming baby who is not so happy about being put into her car seat. So you put the DVD on the top of the car to free up your hands while you wrestle with the baby. Somehow, you get the flailing sweet-smelling-but-noisy bundle of arms and legs into the seat. Somehow, you get the seatbelts crossing at the correct angles and tightened so there's no wobbling. You breathe a sigh of relief and get into the driver's seat. And drive off...
When you pick up your partner from work, she innocently asks "Did you remember the DVD?" at which point you accuse her of sitting on it, before the realization - like rosy-fingered dawn on the horizon - slowly makes its way across your consciousness. When you return home, of course there is no sign of said DVD.
Oh, and by the way, when I say "you" I mean Caroline. :)
(She's currently rolling her eyes and saying "When did our blog become an opportunity to make fun of me...?" I assure her that that has always been its primary purpose...:))
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