pulling a kristen...
back in college i use to do some stupid stuff and my friend steph would refer to that as "pulling a kristen." i believe it started the week i both a) accidentally ate some dish soap (lemon scented joy is not also lemon flavored joy) and b) froze my had in the freezer (never, while washing dishes, reach into the freezer to pull out the chicken with your hands still wet.) i guess both those explain my fear of doing dishes.
today, after being good for a few months, i pulled another one. on my way out to my jeep to retreive a bag of kitten chow, one of the little darlings escapes with me. i grab him and rather than fight to get him to stay inside, i take him along for the walk. i get back to my front door, trot in one hand, kitten chow in the other and open the large wooden screen door. right into my forehead. ouch. i have a headache. i think i'm going back to bed.
today, after being good for a few months, i pulled another one. on my way out to my jeep to retreive a bag of kitten chow, one of the little darlings escapes with me. i grab him and rather than fight to get him to stay inside, i take him along for the walk. i get back to my front door, trot in one hand, kitten chow in the other and open the large wooden screen door. right into my forehead. ouch. i have a headache. i think i'm going back to bed.