So the fiance returned home from his bachelor party feeling a little rough, with blood shot eyes and reeking of booze-- but at least he came home in one piece.
My bachelorette party isn't until the last weekend in September, so I used this weekend to hang out with some girlfriends and to visit my family.
The real reason that I'm writing-- food is driving me crazy.
I gave up soda a few months ago. I still drink it occasionally, but it's very rare and usually only if I'm out. Yesterday I picked up a medium soda and dropped it all over my kitchen before I got to take even a single sip. I swore up and down and cursed everyone and their mother for at least an hour. I may have shed a tear. Not only did I miss out on my soda, I had to wash a sticky, sugary mess off of every single cabinet and every square inch of floor.
Today, I dropped my breakfast on the floor at work after taking only one bite. I walked into the teachers lounge to replace it and..... GASP... no vending machine. You have GOT to be kidding me.
Why the heck do I keep dropping food?
4 comments:
That sucks, I know the feeling. My husband would say maybe it was not meant to be.
Oh, that is awful! So sorry!
Seems like your fiance had a fun weekend...good he went all out so you can at your bachlorette party without feeling bad. :)
We are having similar problems... but I drop anything, not just food.
And, most spectacularly, I dropped milk on my laptop and fried it. Bet that makes you feel better, right?
I have days like that. I am accident prone. However, my mom once told me that if you super clumsy all of a sudden, you might be pregnant!
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