This has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive today who won't crack up over this! This is an old one, but still gives you a chuckle thinking about it.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the
week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to
tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had
only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already
around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I
didn't have any time to spare.
As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over
hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be
able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my
pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave
myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least
presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some
clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was
called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on
the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that
I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little
surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made an extra effort this
morning, haven't we?"
I didn't respond.
After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went
home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and
cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she
called out from the bathroom, " Mommy, where's my washcloth?" I told
her to get another one from the cupboard.
She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it
had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the
week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to
tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had
only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already
around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I
didn't have any time to spare.
As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over
hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be
able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my
pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave
myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least
presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some
clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was
called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on
the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that
I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little
surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have made an extra effort this
morning, haven't we?"
I didn't respond.
After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went
home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and
cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she
called out from the bathroom, " Mommy, where's my washcloth?" I told
her to get another one from the cupboard.
She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it
had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."