Better keep those babies away from these butter fingers or they will probably end up broken. Or maybe instead of a full out drop I’ll hit it just right on the side of the counter to give it a nice chunk of missing glass, complete with sharp edges to make it totally unusable.
Let’s see, so far there is the casserole dish lid that I totally dropped and broke EVERYWHERE. A nice missing chunk of glass out of a Pyrex bowl I hit on the side of the sink while washing it. We also have a plastic insulated cup that I dropped while putting it in my car that has some nice broken plastic inside the layers now. And I almost forgot the two or three times I dropped my coffee cup, once totally full! Lucky for me those aren’t breakable, just a pretty little mess to clean up.
Hmm, it would appear I have quite the inventory of broken objects going here. I haven’t always been the least clumsy person, but now that has been multiplied by ten! There must be ten babies eating away my brain and taking my ability to not drop something??? Nice try, right? It doesn’t take much for this one who usually has bruises all over her legs from running into something, but is also asking herself at the end of the day, I wonder where I got these from.
Brain, I think I need you back. Much love, Me
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