the day I forget to comb my hair, and once I remember decide it is not important, is the one day in over two and a half years that my husband randomly brings a friend home for lunch.
oh dear. Luckily my husband's never done that to me, but one day, just after moving in, I was just getting into the shower after exercising and getting really gross and sweaty when Forrest came running in, trying to tell me something. I didn't understand him, so I threw on a bathrobe and headed out to find the Relief Society Presidency standing there, coming to meet me. I was mortified, but grateful I had decided to put a bathrobe on and not just a towel!
That is too funny! The last two times my visiting teachers have come, I have forgotten they were coming (yes, they made appointments!). I did have my hair combed, but it was so embarrassing when we all had to kick toys aside to make a path to the couch. And then scoot stuff off the couch to find a place to sit. Oh well! I really do try to clean, but you know, it gets undone faster than it gets done! :)
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He owes you. :)
ha ha!
oh no ... that's how it usually goes - right when you least expect it!
Oh no, I hate that!
That's funny. My husband knows me too well. He calls ahead of time to make sure I am dressed etc...
oh dear. Luckily my husband's never done that to me, but one day, just after moving in, I was just getting into the shower after exercising and getting really gross and sweaty when Forrest came running in, trying to tell me something. I didn't understand him, so I threw on a bathrobe and headed out to find the Relief Society Presidency standing there, coming to meet me. I was mortified, but grateful I had decided to put a bathrobe on and not just a towel!
Isn't that always the way of things? haha!
ha, ha, ha!!! I so understand. Dang Husbands
That is too funny! The last two times my visiting teachers have come, I have forgotten they were coming (yes, they made appointments!). I did have my hair combed, but it was so embarrassing when we all had to kick toys aside to make a path to the couch. And then scoot stuff off the couch to find a place to sit. Oh well! I really do try to clean, but you know, it gets undone faster than it gets done! :)
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