Toothpaste

Many of you who visit my blog are also on Facebook...so you've heard part of this story. Those of you who aren't on Facebook- get with the times! KIDDING!
Nick had a training on campus Wednesday and Thursday. (If you're curious, no I do not miss trainings related to the subject matter of planning and zoning.) We did our best to get through the evening without Daddy...and after working a little in the evening, I went to get ready for bed, only to discover that the toothpaste was missing. Realizing that it's important for Nick to have minty fresh breath too, I planned a trip to the store in the morning for my own tube. But first, I had to leave a post on Facebook to share my stinky breath with the world, as I was seriously regretting the garlic bread I'd had for dinner.
The next morning, we got up and went through our morning routine. I didn't go into our bathroom. No toothpaste- no reason to brush my teeth. I dropped off Rachel, went to the store, showed off our new car to Uncle Larry, and came home. As I entered the bathroom to brush my teeth, I look down, and there on the counter is the giant, barely used tube of toothpaste that I had purchased the weekend before. I SWEAR it wasn't there the night before. I know I'm blind without my glasses, but I didn't think I could miss a giant tube of toothpaste not inches from the toothbrush holder. Feeling like a FOOL, I brushed my teeth and went on to work.
The funniest part: Maria (also at the training with Nick) posted to my Facebook status: Nick says the toothpaste is there. Put your glasses on!
All well- we are fully stocked on toothpaste now!