I was thisclose to having to write this post from a cold jail cell. Someone said something to me that was so utterly stupid and mean that I was actually dumbfounded. I know, hard to believe but sometimes I can't talk.* Had I not been frozen in both mind and mouth, I might have hurtled myself across the room and pummeled them. (Let's just say it is was something in the "Ten Things You Don't Say to People Who Have Had a Miscarriage".)
* Unlike the unfortunate "Cornbread Incident" of 2001 in Nashville where I did in fact run my mouth. But that's a story for another day.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
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Ah, the cornbread incident. I get shudders up my spine just thinking of it. :) haha I love you. And she REALLY was wrong for that comment. She does seem all better now with the whole breath and bladder thing, you'll be happy to know.
By the way, I said I was going to run tattling to you about this: Robert has started smoking. I saw him on the balcony the other day and let him have it. He didn't care. I was as ineffective as Dollar Store Scotch tape.
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