I brought a new member of the family home this afternoon.
It wasn't planned.
But I could not help it.
In fact, I was the model of restraint when I first saw her on Sunday. I petted her and admired her but then put her back.
But today, after having to go back to the Imaging place for yet another X-ray ordered by my doc, I said to Sam, "I'm going by Goodwill after -- you in?" (right next door) and of course she was and, of course, there she was, still sitting there, waiting for me to take her home.
Meet Mary Beth:
It wasn't planned.
But I could not help it.
In fact, I was the model of restraint when I first saw her on Sunday. I petted her and admired her but then put her back.
But today, after having to go back to the Imaging place for yet another X-ray ordered by my doc, I said to Sam, "I'm going by Goodwill after -- you in?" (right next door) and of course she was and, of course, there she was, still sitting there, waiting for me to take her home.
Meet Mary Beth:
She fits my hand perfectly, is the right weight, and still lives in her vintage case (also with 70s towel at the bottom). AND, they were having a sale, so she was only $7. Plus I already own bowling shoes. How do you abandon a bowling ball named Mary Beth with all that going in her favor?
Answer: you don't. You just . . . can't.
(yes, I actually went to get an x-ray dressed like this.
I am totally over all of it. Let's go knock some stuff over!)
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