Facing the Music

My sister has always been fortunate in surrounding herself with really funny people. There are three of her friends in particular that make me laugh so hard my face hurts, my sides ache, and my throat becomes a little raspy and a bit sore from all the jovial-ness passing through it. Not only do loud guffaws and endless giggles come from my mouth, the laughter streams from my eyes. This is a good thing...I would much rather the laughter stream from my eyes than have to run to the bathroom and miss out on any of the jokes and hilarity going on with my sister and her friends. I am sure that I was, and still am, quite a pest when it comes to sis and her pals getting together, but I really do not like to miss out on their wit and sunshine. One of the things that one of her friends said recently really made me chuckle. For some reason my sweet sibling and her friend think that their younger siblings have immaculate houses (me...with four kids and the other sister, my former college suite mate, with four or five kids...and in all fairness, SHE might live immaculately, but me?). Now there was a good chuckle, a nice guffaw, followed by a few minutes of side-splitting laughter. No, no, noooo...ooo...if I lived in an immaculate house, this situation would not have happened, but since I do not, I have had to come face to face with that chord of music that sings of my disorganization and yet is made beautiful only by the harmony of laughter...

While talking to my sister on the phone this morning, I became a bit disconcerted. For some reason (for some reason) everything that I said (everything that I said) was coming back to me (was coming back to me). I thought my sister (I thought my sister) was mimicking me (was mimicking me)...but I was just hearing(but I was just hearing) a very good echo of my voice (a very good echo of my voice) even when I whispered (even when I whispered).

Not only was this disconcerting, it was more than distracting and downright annoying!!!!!!! So as I was talking on the phone and cringing at the sound of my own voice, I was getting myself and little Z ready to run some errands. We got all seat belted into the van, stroller loaded, box all ready to be mailed, keys, diaper bag, wallet, phone---I've got it all together. We get to the post office, pay the postage, and begin to leave. I look down after moving Z to the back seat of the stroller and notice...

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I am wearing two different tennis shoes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Highly embarrassed (and extremely thankful it was only my shoes), I am thinking, "At least one of them matches the shirt I am wearing"...however, I am also thinking that it is best to not multi-task while on the phone. ESPECIALLY when you keep hearing your own voice (additionally...I realize, it is not good to put your shoes on in a darkened room or to keep them in a pile on the other side of the bed hidden from anyone's sight as they look through our bedroom door). I laughed at myself on the walk back to the van, on the drive home, and am laughing now. Needless to say(though I am still saying it), no more errands were accomplished this morning.

Aaargh!!!! I am such a dork!! Probably sharing it with you makes me even more of one!! But, I had to give you a good laugh---even if it is at my own expense. :)Yup!! That's me
---the most un-put-together mother of four

**Disclaimer...for those of my precious friends who I feel extremely blessed to call my friends and who also make me laugh the same way---and even do cause me to have to run quickly to the ladies' room---I am not meaning to imply that you are not funny and are all seriousness all the time. Your talent to bring laughter and jolliness just didn't fit in with the direction of this humiliation. :) ly!!