My mother told me that most events happen in threes. Usually the unfortunate or traumatic type of events, that is. So when I share with you the amazing statistic that until yesterday we had not suffered any catastrophes inside our sweet MiniPearl....that is as of yesterday. THIS MORNING....before 9 AM, Fiona threw up, not once, but twice, a cup of tea spilled inside the microwave...then proceeded to run down shelving, into a tray full of clean mugs, onto that shelf, then onto the floor....AND a carton of eggs fell out of the refrigerator breaking only three....
This is the scene of the three events.
Paul is one heck of a carpet cleaning man! He saved the day...
ALL THREE TIMES
I just stay out of the way....can you see my tan line? First time in my whole life I have had one. Starting to actually look like a gypsy on the outside while feeling like one on the inside!
|Now things are back to normal.|
Thank you for listening.