It's time to add another chapter to my overloaded book. This chapter could be the most embarrassing one to date. You won't believe it and I hope you are sitting down when you are reading this. It's okay to laugh… no worries.
Sunday was another beautiful day here for me and the little gems. Kids were busy playing outside. I was busy cleaning my house. Normally I would not categorize cleaning as fun but I was cleaning and decorating my house with fall accents. That is kinda fun. My domestic goddess activities did not just end here. I had a roasting chicken in the oven, other fun additions to our dinner and dessert. WOW. I was on top of all the laundry… Really? Does a day get any better? UGH!
We sat down at the table to eat dinner and Brandon spilled his tea on his lap on accident. No biggie at all. This kinda stuff does not bother me. I just told him to strip down to his skivvies and put his shorts on top of the washer so he can finish dinner. He did exactly that. Once dinner was complete I cleaned the kitchen so it sparkled. I needed to finish laundry too. I only had one load left and needed to transfer my load to the dryer. I did JUST that.
About an hour later is when I almost fainted for the second time in a three week period. I needed to transfer the clothes from the washer to the drier again. Do you know where this is going? Much to my surprise when I opened the washer door I was eye to eye with Brandon's iPod again. Yes, the one that was just washed two weeks ago and works perfectly. How does this happen twice? I let out the scream that the kids remembered from last time and they ran down the stairs to see what was wrong. When Brandon had taken off his shorts during the spilled tea incident he never took the iPod out of his POCKET! Mind you I had a pile of his treasures on the washer from all day of CHECKING pockets and did NOT check this ONE pair of shorts. How can I be so STUPID????
It's sitting in rice! I'll update you in a week. If it works, I am buying stock in Apple.
We all cried and then had a good laugh over this. Again, I had to break the news to Russ. I was shaking in my boots. How in the world was I going to explain this AGAIN??? He laughed so hard he was crying, literally crying. He thinks blonde is a good color for my hair and I'm sure his buddies at work think this military wife can barely take care of herself.
As you can see this just adds more details to our ever growing deployment book of antics that have occurred. Never mind that I'm scared of the washer and I will never EAT white rice again!
Don't laugh too hard!