May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...
I may or may not have left a candle burning on my kitchen counter for three hours while I was gone from my house.
I may or may not have lost just my right contact while I was washing my face. This is the third that has just vanished from my right eye in the last few months. All times involving water. Next ordering time, I think it would be wise to order a extra box of right eyes.
I may or may not have had no questions at my parent teacher conference. Of course that was without being able to go over the information to form the pertinent questions. Now I wonder if not asking those questions, I couldn't possibly have known I had, will forever keep my little from life success.
I may or may not be in the middle of season 5 of Gilmore Girls. I leave you to do the math on how often I am watching this show. Consider that it was only recently available on Netflix on the first of this month.
I may or may not have been startled multiple times this week by a cockroach in my kitchen. A fake one that belongs to a little; nonetheless, it's brought me back to my southern roots too often this week.
I may or may not have lost just my right contact while I was washing my face. This is the third that has just vanished from my right eye in the last few months. All times involving water. Next ordering time, I think it would be wise to order a extra box of right eyes.
I may or may not have had no questions at my parent teacher conference. Of course that was without being able to go over the information to form the pertinent questions. Now I wonder if not asking those questions, I couldn't possibly have known I had, will forever keep my little from life success.
I may or may not be in the middle of season 5 of Gilmore Girls. I leave you to do the math on how often I am watching this show. Consider that it was only recently available on Netflix on the first of this month.
I may or may not have been startled multiple times this week by a cockroach in my kitchen. A fake one that belongs to a little; nonetheless, it's brought me back to my southern roots too often this week.
"Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint."
Mark Twain
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