Paper towels, paper towels, paper towels. I say it over and over again in my head so I don’t forget why I’m going into the pantry. By the time I reach the pantry, I’ve stopped saying it because I suddenly remember that I really enjoyed last week’s Grey’s Anatomy episode. Boy, that Cristina and Owen are so sexy together. I’m really digging their “non-married” relationship. It’s HOT. Mmmm.
Wait. What was I doing??? Oh yeah, I was getting….oh damn. Now I have to backtrack, go to the exact spot I was standing in, and pray that it comes back to me. Let’s see….I was washing the dishes that my dishwashing allergic family left in the sink. I was going to dry them. Oh, right….
Paper towels, paper towels, paper towels. Gee, I’m really looking forward to getting my hair cut tomorrow. I can’t do a damn thing with it. What time is my appointment again?