Today was...just one of those days. Sigh.
It was nearly 10am when I realized that my shirt was on inside out. Or let me rephrase that, rather; it was nearly 10am when a kind coworker whispered to me tentatively, "Sarah, I think your shirt is on...inside out."
Yup. Tag and all.
Everyone present had a good chuckle. After all, it was funny and I am always more than ready to poke fun at my own asininity. And yet...mid-morning I snuck a phone call in to my sister and confided that I pretty much felt like going home and crawling back into bed. For all intents and purposes, I may as well have been back in first grade and sneaking away from Mrs. Swerchesky's homeroom class to cry in the bathroom.
It was then and there that I decided; tonight was the sort of night that was made for lots of carbs and white wine. xoxo





I had the same day, only I have a huge scratch in the middle of my forehead instead of an inside out shirt.
I also ate pizza rolls & homemade nachos with beer.
(can you tell Paul wasn't home?)
Sigh....
Posted by: Weinerdog | December 18, 2008 at 10:12 AM
How did you get the scratch in the middle of your forehead?? :(
Posted by: The Odd Broad | December 18, 2008 at 08:48 PM
Incidentally, remember that day we went to Daffy's and ate the cheeseburgers with beer? Good times.
Posted by: The Odd Broad | December 18, 2008 at 08:49 PM
OMG...I used to cry too in Mrs. Swerchesky's class.....she must have been one of those teachers that was just mean at times!
Posted by: Jenn | December 19, 2008 at 08:13 AM
Who knew? Jenn, we should have cried together! :)
I loved Mrs. S, I was just crying sometimes because I felt homesick for my mom. But then my mom talked to Mrs. Swerchesky and she pulled me aside during recess and told me she misses her kids while she's at school, too, and if I ever felt sad to just come and talk to her about it. And then, miraculously, I was fine! I'll never forget it. I didn't cry again after that.
xoxo
Posted by: The Odd Broad | December 19, 2008 at 09:14 AM
I got the scratch because I picked what I thought was a zit. Turns out it wasn't........it was a freckle.
I was thinking about that day too! Spoooooky!
Posted by: Weinerdog | December 19, 2008 at 12:18 PM
That day is such a warmie memory! I do miss our Saturday excursions.
Posted by: The Odd Broad | December 19, 2008 at 12:28 PM
Me too!
Posted by: Weinerdog | December 20, 2008 at 07:16 PM