This morning, I spilled an entire cup of coffee. Into a drawer, in my bathroom. Don't have a clue how I did it.
I'm on my third wedding ring...same husband. I had only had my current ring 8 days when I lost a diamond. Neal had purchased a lifetime diamond replacement warranty. I may be careless, but he's not stupid.
After having an "Energy Audit" done on our house, I've decided it would be cheaper to just build a new house.
I made baked beans for my Small Group pot luck last night. The oven timer was set. I took Neal to the airport and returned to overcooked, dry, chewy beans. I took them to Small Group anyway. Nobody asked for the recipe.
My granddaughter told me that I have "little, bitty, tiny boobies."
This is my life.