it’s a bad day when …
What a day … I mean what an absolute day.
You know it’s going to be a bad day when you step on your own pajamas getting out of bed, trip yourself, and don’t make it to the bathroom … You know it isn’t going to get any better when you lean over to fill the tub with water and the shower was left on and it hits you in the head … You don’t have time for breakfast (or diet coke) because you’re late for a funeral … The vet calls and tells you there is a little more he has to do to the cat’s mouth than he anticipated.
You are in Costco sampling the foods and the hard thing you feel in your mouth is the cap off your tooth … You unexpectedly sneeze before you can stop walking or cross your legs …
You get a call from your grandchildren who are locked out of your house … You pick up the cat at the vets and the waiting room is full of dogs …You grab a drink on the way home and half of it spills on the floor of your car …
You get home and have to call 911 because a man is yelling at his wife in your front yard and won’t leave.
I’ll tell you what, though … there was a remedy for it all, and it worked. Tonight we watched “Wild Hogs“ for the 3rd time and I laughed as hard this time as I did the first. I’ve never seen a funnier combination than Tim Allen, John Travolta, Martin Lawrence, & William Macy. What a perfect job of casting. It completely changed my mood … I recommend it. But then … what do I know?
I haven’t seen that one yet. We’ll have to get that one next time! We did finally rent Night at the Museaum. I thought it looked kind of dumb. I do think that is the best remedy, to rent a movie after a bad day. It was one of those movies that makes you feel good after!
Hi grandma,
I’m so glad to read a blog by someone my own age who understands what a “bad day” really means. Thank you for your honesty and your sense of humor. I’ll keep reading… you have been bookmarked.