doctors, blankets and crack.

so. i had a doctor's appointment this morning. i walked into the office...and the lights were out. i saw the nurse in the back so i popped my head in to say a friendly hello! (but really i was thinking why in tarnation didn't anyone call to tell me that they obviously weren't taking patients today!) i told them i had an appointment at 11:45...i had the card to prove it. she checked the computer and nooooo nichole in the system. she forgot to write me in, therefore she obviously didn't call to tell me all appointments for the day had been cancelled. lame. i drove back home (20 minutes).

i ordered a precious blanket for emmy over 2 weeks ago from etsy.com. i've been waiting and waiting for it not so patiently. i started tracking it a few days ago, and finally yesterday i saw that it had been delivered and i couldn't WAIT to get to the mailbox. well i got to the mailbox alright....and realized we didn't have a mail key. we didn't have a mail key because Greg lost his keys (come to find that dear old grandpa pocketed them) i have been going crazy for the last 2 days so anxious for the treasure sitting inside our mailbox, and knowing that we wouldn't have that key until saturday afternoon. then a miracle happened....sweet husband heard the mailman drive in today and i sprinted outside to collect the goods. i love that blanket extra now.

you know how some fellows wear their britches ridiculously low? like so low they have to waddle in order to keep them up? yeah i saw that today. i saw that walking across the street while husband and i were stopped at a red light. i also saw that he forgot to wear underpants. we're talking a good 6 inches of crack for the world to see. we laughed.