Do you ever feel like you have a permanent sign on you that says, "Any moment mouth is open, foot will be inserted."?
At least 2 times today I did this.
The first was at the dentist. Oy. I can't even talk about how stupid I felt. I can't even repeat what I said because it was one of those moments where as soon as I finished saying what I said, I was thinking "Crap. Why the F did I say that??"
The other was just a few moments ago with one of my friends. She called to ask me if I'm doing anything on Friday. (I'm not.) She said that since I'm not, she's setting me up with someone she knows from her church and I have to dress up and look nice. Everyone always claims they want to set me up. They never do. So I was a bit surprised. And I had been thinking about something else all day:
One of my other friends who is pregnant with her first baby was supposed to find out if it is a boy or girl today. She promised she would call me today; that I was at the top of her list. The appointment was at 10:30 a.m. It's almost 6 p.m. This must be one Fing long list.
I asked the friend that called if she had heard from Pregnant Friend. Nope. I explained. She tried to rationalise why P.F. hadn't called, but even as she tried, I could hear the irritation in her voice. I immediately felt bad, but didn't, and still really don't, know what to say. She was cutting out and difficult to hear, so that didn't help either.
I suppose I'll just apologize. That's probably the best thing to do.
Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. A lot of my mom's family will be over to the parental's house tomorrow. A few I haven't seen in about 2 or 3 years! It is sure to be filled with lots of drama (and me putting my foot in my mouth)!
Happy Thanksgiving!
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