Krispy Kreme Debacle.

Okay so if any of you read this hilarious post....it will help you understand my story better.


So today at swim practice we worked on starts in the deep end. Annie has lately been like the queen of belly flops and its been hurting her poor little legs so I decided it was time to crack down and get her to stop flopin and start diving in a little deeper. We practiced a ton in the deep end and she was having a hard time trusting me by tucking her chin and diving deep she wasn't going to crack her head open. So being the good sister that I am I bribed her with Krispy Kreme. If she could get her start down we would go get donuts.

She did a fantastic job after that (I highly recommend bribery) and so we headed off to the donut shop after swim practice. As we pulled up to the drive-thru I thought of Sara's recent post and how wouldnt that be so funny if my debit card got declined...okay not really funny, that would be sad but amusing since it just happened to her since someone stole all her money unlike mine where it would have been like your account is already -$45 you silly girl who has no money.

Anyways so I get to the window to pay only to realize that all I have with me is my swim bag meaning no purse and no wallet this no money. Crap. After feeling like an idiot I asked them to hold on to them while I drove home to get my wallet.

Lesson learned: Don't think that other people blogs will come true in your life or else they will.


Post Script- Sorry about my stories on this blog, they kind of have a well developed beginnning a shaky middle and a lack of an ending. I think devin rubbed off on me. So sorry that my stories have no end. The end.

Dear Daniel,
Ditto.
Love Laura

return to sender. no such number.

(i wish my phone looked like this)

back story: the ONLY reason we got a phone was because Emily was kind enough to give us her old tivo (which Angie had given her...thanks ang!) when she got a new one and to have tivo you need a phone line. therefore the only people that call us are telemarketers for some lady who doesn't bare the name Laura Fletcher and now people from our ward because we decided it was time to be adults and get a "home phone number" rather than just cell phones. earlier today the phone rang and given my experience with it only being telemarketers I told Devin not to answer it. The person left a message and it ended up being the stake YW pres needing to talk to me.

set scene: 3:48 PM we are watching our niece Delia and Eden and so Devin, Laura and the girls are taking a nap together on the Fletcher's bed. Laura wakes up to the sound of our phone ringing.

action: I hear the phone so I wake up. I think, "I gotta answer this because it might be the YW pres again slash if I don't its gonna wake up the girls". I groggily stumble out of bed, open our door to grab the phone in the kitchen, put my ear to the receiver and hear this...

"This is a Quest collect call from, 'Mom I'm in jail. I need help!' If you choose to accept these charges..."

I hang up.

At first I was ticked but then I thought...If this kind of entertainment continues I am very happy that I got a real phone.