Embarrassments are, um, embarrassing.Â Here, read mine and then you’ll feel better about yours.
- We’ve been cooped up in the house with an ugly fever since Sunday.Â Yesterday, I walked in the door after being outside for the first time in days and realized that my house smells like…farts.
- Today, Do-bug was well enough to go back to school.Â Yay!Â Dada drove her in.Â And then I got a call, “Um…is there school today?Â There doesn’t really seem to be anyone there.”Â So I checked the calendar where it says in bold letters, NO SCHOOL.Â Her teacher came out at the same time to witness our mortification.Â And then I realized that this is what it meant on my calendar for last week when I had a note written to myself to sign Do-bug up for Discovery Care.
Good; thought you would.
I’m going to go light a candle.