For Christmas, Ryan and I got some speakers. Woo-Hoo! Yes, we live on the edge, don’t we? Well, yesterday, Ryan was installing said speakers in our bedroom and in our bathroom! Speakers in our bathroom, people! Now I can listen to music AS I SHOWER! I’m a little bit excited about that one, can you tell? And I can listen for radio contests even while I use the bathroom, now! I’ll just have to take a phone in with me, of course.
Well, as he was telling me about the speaker install, he mentioned, “Sadly, there was a casualty.”
“What? What are you talking about?” I said, a bit confused.
“As I was vacuuming up the insulation mess, I inadvertently vacuumed up a lipstick.”
“Which lipstick? Was it the brand new one I just got for Christmas?” a little bit of panic may have crept into my voice about then.
“I do not know which lipstick it was, but I’m sure it was your favorite one, the one you searched months for, and that they’ve discontinued and you will never have again.”
“Let me just check.” I said, figuring that a lost lipstick, even if it was the brand new one, was a pretty small price to pay for cool speakers in the bathroom.
“And you’ll Never Have that RECIPE AGAIN…” and that’s when Ryan launched into a lovely version of MacArthur Park, which seriously has got to be the dumbest song ever. Someone left the cake out in the rain? Whatever.