I should have been a blond. No offense to my blond friends, but those dumb blond jokes would definitely apply to me. Embarrassing moments happen to me all the time, but this was so crazy I had to share. I was driving on the highway on the way to a friend's house to go to a party. It was a beautiful Saturday morning and I was on a high from the drug "getting out of the house". After I stopped to get gas, I decided to call my husband and remind him about something. I punch in a familiar number on my cell phone and the man on the other end says, "------'s Pizza Place!" in one of those funny Iraqi accents. I said, "Ha, ha. Very funny," in a sarcastic voice and continue talking. My husband was known for pulling a stunt like that, so I didn't give it another thought. I ramble on about cell phones and stick shifts and the man on the other end humors me and keeps saying, "Uh huh" in a kindly, but confused manner. Finally, he stops me and says, "Do you know who this is?" That's when my stomach dropped to the floor. I immediately realized that instead of calling my own home number, I called one of my friends and got her husband instead. I apologized profusely for my utter stupidity all the while beating my head against the steering wheel. I called my husband right after that and told him what happened. He couldn't believe it either. This is definitely not my finest moment.
Doc and I have actually been tweeking with the idea of going on a date. I know. Totally weird. Not the idea of doing something romantic. It's the idea that we actually might have the guts to dump our offspring on some unsuspecting person. This has always been a hard decision for us to make. I mean, we do watch the news and let's face it, we're paranoid. That's probably why we haven't been on a real date that didn't include scarfing down our food as fast as we can and running back home to see if it's still standing and no one is bleeding. Just the other day, I asked Doc, "So, are we going out for Chinese tonight?" I was crossing my fingers mentally, chewing on my lip. I so wanted to be irresponsible. We haven't been on a date in forever and I was craving Chinese like crazy. I suggested that our 13-year-old son get a chance to hold down the fort for a couple hours. I even turned on my sexy voice and said, "We'll have our cell phone with ...
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Hmmm, where have I heard this story before! ;)