Sunday, March 23, 2008

Rachel, there's still a tag on the bottom of that cute pump you were wearing. The right one.

I meant to tell you right after class except I was distracted by the oldest woman on the planet.

I say this because a) Rachel doesn't embarrass easily and knows how to laugh at herself. And at me. Thank God. You can only have so squares in your life and I max out around 2. What's so great about being perfect anyway, I ask you? b) It's important that friends are the ones that tell you when you have spinach between your teeth, your shirt on backwards, your fly undone ... there is nothing worse that helping give directions to someone that pulls up in your driveway lost only to have that person tell you that you have a booger hanging out your nose. And then tell you that you didn't get it. You still didn't get it. And then just back out of your driveway.

1 comment:

Rachel said...

I actually remembered it was there half way through Sunday school but thought it an inopportune time to work on peeling it off...So instead, I worked on it during the stick routine during service. Luckily the big red CLEARANCE part of the sticker had scraped off on the cement on the way in to church.