Only next Tuesday I forgot.
And then the next Thursday I forgot.
And then it rained.
And then it snowed.
For 4 months.
Somewhere in there Tiffany had a baby which I thought was why I hadn't made it over there.
She just brought them to me and although she didn't say it out loud, I'm fairly confident that she was thinking "OK, it's been on your to-do list for 4 months, it's going on my to-do list now". It only lasted on her to-do list for 4 days.
I answered the door wearing my running pants and the largest t-shirt I own. I hadn't yet put on makeup, and "doing my hair" lasted for nearly 30 seconds today before I gave up and let it curl. Actually all of those things are still true about me, so hang on and I'll take a picture, then you'll really know what I'm talking about.
OK I answered the door like this:
Minus the lips - I did not do the lips as I was busy hanging my head in shame and apologizing profusely for my extreme lack of responsibility.
She graciously didn't comment on my clearly disheveled appearance and instead had a real conversation with me.
Bless her heart.
And mine. Because as I understand you're always supposed to bless the heart of the person who looks the shabbiest. Especially if you're gonna point out the shabbiness. And well....it's too hard to ignore isn't it?
