My sister is a blonde. I am a red-head. For years I told her blonde jokes until she told me this joke:
Q: Why are blonde jokes always so short?
A: So red-heads can remember them!
Anyway, today I had a supremely BLONDE moment.
We were sitting in the entry of a restaurant, waiting to be seated. I realized that my husband (who was sitting across from me) had been trying to get my attention for probably a full minute. He had been saying my name over and over and I was COMPLETELY not listening to him.
I looked up at him in sheepish surprise and said, "OH! You were talking to ME, weren't you?"
But the worst part of the story is WHY I was not paying attention to him. I was looking all around the lobby trying to figure out where my little Hannah was. I wondered if maybe she was in the the restroom. I looked to see if she were sitting with her sister. I checked to see if she were on her daddy's lap... that's when it hit me! I was HOLDING her!
Oh my goodness! Can you believe that?
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