So tonight my two year old walked up to me and said, "Mommy, I'm going to bed." and walked over and put himself to sleep. My son talks, but not in clear sentences, and NEVER related to doing something on his own. Usually it's "Mommy, come..." and he points to the bed... or wherever it might be that he wants me to go to. So, I thought that was a story worth telling. I hope tomorrow he says, "Mommy I'm going to use the toilet." What do you guys think? Think it will happen?
Unknown "Gorgeous :)" Feisty - 16 years, 9 months, 24 days ago

Here's a story worth telling. A girlfriend of mine put a product... a vibrating product, made to help yourself,... into my carry on bag before I left for a flight. When I got to baggage check, they asked to go through my handbag. It was like 6 am, so the gates were just being opened, and there was a line of people behind me. They pulled out some hair-clips, and made a lame comment about not using them as a weapon, then they pulled out some lotions that were too big (I guess there are regulations now on liquids), anyhow, I just told them to take them and toss them. Then they pulled out this "gift" my friend put in there. It's silver, and about the size of a chapstick. I knew what it was, but I was shocked that it was in my bag. The "guard" asked me what it was. I was silent for a minute, and then I asked "Do I have to tell you?" That made the man angry and he snapped back at me, "Yes, you have to tell me what it is!". I was silent for another few seconds and then I just reached over, and pressed the on button. The sound of the vibration echoed through the airport, and the man instantly dropped it into my hand. He just about turned red, and said "go ahead." I looked around, rather embarrassed, catching a few glances, and just shrugged my shoulders. It was possibly the most embarrassing moment of my life. And now I'm sharing it with you all for the mere purpose of points.
Unknown "Gorgeous :)" Feisty - 16 years, 9 months, 26 days ago

I work for my dad's pest control company. Last Tuesday I was in a hurry to finish my jobs, so I could get to my tattoo appointment on time. I was rushing through a job, not really paying attention, when the customer's dog (huge dog) jumps up on me. I stubble back a few steps, and fall backwards into the customers pool. ICE. It was so cold, and I was 30 minutes from home, so I couldn't go home to change. I went into the customer's garage and found a pair of coveralls. I put on the coveralls, finished my jobs, and went to my appointment. The tattoo artist asked me if I smelled chlorine, because he smelled chlorine. I laughed and told him what happened.
Unknown "Gorgeous :)" Feisty - 16 years, 9 months, 26 days ago