Forgot to tell you. Every Friday the parents at A's preschool are to take their kid's blanket and pillow home, wash them, and bring them back on Monday after the weekend. Before I tell you about this, I have to ask--Have you ever been so proud of yourself that intuitively, you should know something awful is about to happen?
I was so proud of myself. I actually ran back to grab the Downy fresh pillow and blankie from the dryer right before leaving the house. A and I even got there right when the kids were sitting down to breakfast! I gave A a quick kiss and, head held high, made for the door. As I put my hand on the door, an older woman walking down the hall called to me, saying "Excuse me, ma'am, did you drop something?"
Slowly I turned. There, on the floor by the breakfast table, was something satin and emerald green. Oh. My. God. I'm thinking, I know those aren't my panties. Then, okay, those are definitely my panties. F&^*! Without making eye contact with any of the teachers (you know the rule--if you don't see them, they can't see you), I walked quickly down the hall, said a quick thank you to the woman and scooped up the undies.
Mental note: shake blanket after removing from dryer.
At least they were clean.
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OMG, I worry about this happening everytime I fold up Her Majesty's sheet and blanket for daycare. Except I wouldn't be so lucky to have green and satiny panties lying there--mine would be revealed to be the big granny panties that I only wear at home.
Why would anyone sell private road construction on other people's blogs?
Yeah, I was thinking something similar to bookhart...at least they were green and satiny panties. I'm sure I wouldn't be so lucky.
Oh yeah, and I was also thinking along the same lines concerning selling road construction, or well, ANYTHING, on other people's blogs.
So not buying road construction...sudden urge to buy green satiny panties, though...:-)
Renee
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