Our medicine cabinet is mounted on the wall behind our toilet. I have a fear that I will drop something (toothbrush, toothpaste, face soup, etc.) into the toilet. As I was brushing my teeth this morning, I tried to place my toothbrush holder in the cabinet. Being groggy like I am most mornings, I fumbled it. Helplessly I watched as my toothbrush holder splashed into the toilet. Ewwwww! My obvious next thought: "Really? Is this how this day is going to be?" But wait! I have good news: toothbrush holders float! I immediately grabbed it and washed it off...I've yet to put my toothbrush back in it. (I think I'll wash it a couple more times first.) After showering, I found out I'm not the only one who dropped something in the toilet this morning. I won't say who or what though.
I then went to St. Francis to pick up girls for girl's day at Boys and Girls Club. I went to Daisy's house and found out she wasn't there. After, I went to Keyanee's house. I ended up with a full car of girls heading to Mission. When I got to Boys and Girls Club, Daisy was already there! That made me very happy! The events of girl day:
-Water colored.
-Painted our nails. Painted by a six year old, my nails are green with sparkles. They look pretty good!
-Watched A Cinderella Story. I bought it at the pawn shop yesterday.
-Ate ice cream and chocolate during the movie.
-Had a contest to see who could draw the best princess. After painting Fiona, the winner got candy.
-"Dead Body" contests in the bowling lanes. This is a new game as of today. You drag your laying-down partner by the hands down the lane. When the "dead" partner can tap the part above where the pins go, you switch being "dead." Whoever gets back across the black line first wins. Basically, a relay race of dragging your partner. I won 3 of 4 times. The fourth time my six-year-old partner gave up and called me fat. I was impressed that she got me half down the lane!
-Then the boys returned. The girls generously shared their chocolate and ice cream with the boys.
On the way back home, we started talking about boys. Keyanee and I made a deal (that we shook on!) neither of us will date another boy till we turn 18. The other girls thought that wasn't fair since I'm older by a lot. But I disputed its fairness. Awesome deal! It's pointless when you are young anyways...especially 11.
I came home to tacos. Thank you, Mandy!
Good day!
Maybe dropping my toothbrush holder in the toilet wasn't a sign of a bad day; perhaps the fact that it floated was the omen of a good one!
haha it was ME. a bar bar soap. but how could that even get contaminated?
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