Some days I think my life is much like one big comedy routine...except for the fact that no one ever gave me the script to approve. Case in point...One day this past week I finally got our little boy down for his nap and I sat down to eat my lunch. Now, I had gotten only about two bites of my breakfast this certain morning so I was quite excited to eat the microwavable meal I had just heated up. After a few minutes of eating, the phone rang and I jumped up to answer it.
Now, you have to understand that I was gone from my lunch for maybe five minutes...at the most. When I came back around the corner, my plate was still there but my lunch (you know, the microwavable tray) was gone from the plate. I looked around for a moment and thought..."Did I eat my lunch and throw it away?". I looked under things and all through the kitchen. I don't feel full..."Kids did you see me eat my lunch?". "No, mom." O.k., I guess I'm more sleep deprived than I thought. Hmmm, what did I do with my lunch?
At this point, I saw out of the corner of my eye the tray hidden under the pillows on the floor...licked clean, I might add. I picked up the tray and walked around the corner to where the dog slept quietly on the floor (probably pretending to be asleep...) when I noticed the tiny oriental rice located on top of her nose. UGH!!!!