Sunday I walked into church on time and Dean met us at the door. He looked at me funny and I remembered why, "I lost my makeup bag, I seriously can't find it anywhere". He says, "That's okay you just look like a washed up hippie". I let it roll off.
After sacrament I was standing in the hall and a guy says to me, "wow you sure look stressed". And I thought to myself that's weird cause I'm really not stressed; and besides that you are the same guy I told last year that it wasn't polite to tell people how they look when he told me I looked awfully tired. No lie right after I finished that thought my slip fell down around my ankles. So I just picked it up, put it in my diaper bag, and said, "I am stressed" and walked away.
Why do things like this always happen to me, and more importantly why do things keep falling off me at church.
We did however end the day with friends & dinner & smores; but I still can't find my make up.
6 comments:
Oh lindsey I feel for ya!! You are amazing for making it on time with three kids alone!! Sundays are not my favorite days since having kids....
ThAts why I just don't wear slips, don't tell my mom though, she'd die. ;-) you are amazing for being on time. I only have one and can barley manage half the time.
ThAts why I just don't wear slips, don't tell my mom though, she'd die. ;-) you are amazing for being on time. I only have one and can barley manage half the time.
I totally did a scream laugh when I read this!
I always read your blog but never comment...but that post made me laugh out loud. I could totally imagine you saying all of those things. Love you and miss you! Hopefully I can see you at Target again real soon :)
I am dying laughing! That is funny. And awful because I know those "sweats" of stressing out with the kids at church. Hang in there mama!
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