Dont even get me started on this...



Ok so I was croaking the weirdest lullaby for Yaddie last afternoon while he was getting ready to nap.He suddenly grabbed my phone and started fiddling with it.I let it go this time and continued singing.I then heard a faint "hello" from my phone.I ignored it.I heard it again and I grabbed my phone back from my son only to find that he has dialed my husband's ex boss's phone number.Can you even beat that????I think the last time I felt so 'stupid' was maybe back in school or maybe my first job.But here I was feeling that emotion all over again as I was profusely apologizing to him and laughing and slapping my forehead and glaring at my son all the same time.Thank fully he is one of those people who knows us really well and loves Yaddie too,so his day was made,and I hung up feeling so completely totally IDIOTIC.

Has this ever happened to you??

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  1. GarimaFebruary 25, 2011 at 7:03 AM

    THe only intresting call that miss V. turns up making for some strange reason is to
    911 - The lesser said the better! and
    411- Which gets charged a dollar everytime!!! It is the information number, like a moving GPS- WHere can I find a Thai place to eat, I am at X and Y cross street!!!!

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  2. AnuFebruary 25, 2011 at 10:16 PM

    911??!!!ha ha ha...i think V wins hands down!!

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