This morning I ate my breakfast standing on the counter (a bit in a rush to get to the gem fair again - I'll blog about it later - and the baby wanting to play with me) - that was when the incident occured. My piece of bread fell down. I mean butter side down. I hope that this won't be an indicator for how the day will continue.
February 28, 2010 at 5:01 PM
I hate when that happens! It always happens to me when it's the LAST piece! That's why I gave up bread--lol!
February 28, 2010 at 6:04 PM
No, that shouldn't be an indicator... gem shows are too much fun to have anything bring them down :)