Too funny...
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This is NOT my story - this was received via email from a friend of mine but I knew I had to share it with all my women friends!!
>I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early
>one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me there
>was a cancellation and the 9:30 am appointment was available. I took it. I
>had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already
>around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't
>have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra
>effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going
>to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my
>pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave
>myself a quick wash in "that area" to make sure I was at least presentable.
>I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in
>the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a
>few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you
>do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and
>pretended that I was in Paris or some other such glamorous place a million
>miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, "My, we have
>made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?" I didn't respond. After
>the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the
>day was normal... some shopping, cleaning, cooking, etc. After school when
>my six year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom,
>"Mommy, where's my washcloth?" I told her to get another one from the
>cupboard. She replied, "No!!!" (Now wait for it... this is too funny not to
>be true!) She yelled, "I need the one that was here by the sink, it had
>all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming: "Yeah Baby! What a Ride!"
Too funny...
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