Friday, July 13, 2012

Fess up Friday: Air-head

There may be a limit to how air-headed I can be; I just haven't found it yet.

There was one time I pulled up to our house to see that I had left my purse sitting in the middle of the driveway.

Another time my husband asked me to leave the security latch unlocked on the front door so he could get in when he returned from a trip in the middle of the night, which I did.  But I also accidentally left my keys in the lock on the outside.

Quite frequently I will have the phone up to my ear wondering why it is taking so long to ring only to remember that I have hit send on a text -not dialed a phone number.

I got into the bath at the hotel last night, and after shampooing my hair, I reached up to where I knew the soap was. With my eyes still closed, I lathered my hands with the soap and proceeded to wash my face. The soap didn't feel like it was doing a very good job. After lathering my hands once more on the bar, I tried again. My face still didn't feel like it was getting much cleaner and the soap didn't seem to lather very well either. In frustration, I finally just rubbed the bar of soap directly on my face. The texture felt odd. What is wrong with this soap? I opened my eyes, looked down, and the realization that I should probably not be in charge of myself, let alone my children, hits me. The shiny, smooth wrapper of the hotel soap...was still on.

Like I said, I don't know if there is a limit to how air-headed I can be, but I do seem to be in search of it.


  1. your dad says "sounds like somthin i would do"
    runs in the family

  2. Girl, you are way to funny. You give the letters "rofl" true meaning.