Thursday, July 24, 2008

Yesterday, I Have

Have you ever heard glass hit glass?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge so you turned around to see her trying to stack the bottles?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge so you turned around to see her trying to stack the bottles on the futon?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge so you turned around to see her trying to stack the bottles on the futon as the broken one is gushing out all of it's contents?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge so you turned around to see her trying to stack the bottles on the futon as the broken one is gushing out all of it's contents only a few weeks after you cleaned the futon covers?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge so you turned around to see her trying to stack the bottles on the futon as the broken one is gushing out all of it's contents only a few weeks after you cleaned the futon covers knowing full well that it is seeping past both covers, deep into the mattress?

Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge so you turned around to see her trying to stack the bottles on the futon as the broken one is gushing out all of it's contents only a few weeks after you cleaned the futon covers knowing full well that it is seeping past both covers, deep into the mattress and replying to the lady on the phone that you don't need to get off because the damage is already done?


Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge so you turned around to see her trying to stack the bottles on the futon as the broken one is gushing out all of it's contents only a few weeks after you cleaned the futon covers knowing full well that it is seeping past both covers, deep into the mattress and replying to the lady on the phone that you don't need to get off because the damage is already done, then once you get off you spend a good chunk of you time cleaning?


Have you ever heard glass hit glass behind your back while you were on the phone trying to make an appointment and knew the sound meant one broke while you knew you daughter was taking bottles out of the fridge so you turned around to see her trying to stack the bottles on the futon as the broken one is gushing out all of it's contents only a few weeks after you cleaned the futon covers knowing full well that it is seeping past both covers, deep into the mattress and replying to the lady on the phone that you don't need to get off because the damage is already done, then once you get off you spend a good chunk of you time cleaning and trying to sop up what had been the remaining three-fourths bottle of malt vinegar in your fridge?

Has your home ever reeked so horribly of vinegar?

5 comments:

Lizzy Deaton said...

OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO~

That would be a funny picture to see! Poor thing . . .

suni said...

oh my -- what a day you had! someday it will make helen laugh to read about it!! :)

Abbey said...

Bummer! I hate having to clean things over again...but agree, someday Helen will get a kick out of that story!

Bridgette Burbank said...

Ugh! I like the way you wrote that post Aimee. I think Motherhood is 2% childcare and 98% damage control. Sorry about your futon. My son peed on mine. I have washed the cover, but I still haven't put it back on. It is a real pain.

Amanda J said...

Oh man! I hate when that kind of stuff happens!

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