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i'm glad you understand us X... @ Guada.. ME TOO!!
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This has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive
who won't crack up over this!
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early
one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I
had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed
everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am. The trip
to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare.
As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when
making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full
effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that
was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to
make sure I was at least presentable.
I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in
the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.
Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked
over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some
other place a million miles away.
I was a little surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made an extra
effort this morning, haven't we?"
I didn't respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went
home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and cooking.
After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from
the bathroom, "Mommy, where's my washcloth?"
I told her to get another one from the cupboard.
She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my
glitter and sparkles saved inside it."