Tuesday, March 21, 2006

In Which I Am Convinced That My life Is Part of Some Wacky TV Sitcom

I got my head stuck in the dryer today.

That is not a misprint.

While reaching way in the back for that last wayward sock, my hair, which has gotten very long, became caught on some part of the door mechanism. When I backed out to stand up, it got even more firmly tangled. I could go neither forward nor back and so much hair was caught that I couldn't even tear myself loose. It was either laugh or cry.

So I laughed.

Luckily, my husband was at home this morning, and was able to come to my rescue. Even though he gave me a look that said he seriously doubted my ability to function without assistance. I just reminded him of the time that he super-glued both of his hands to his tongue, and that was the end of the looking.

Shouldn't I be getting paid for producing all of this wonderful entertainment for the world?


Hannah Im said...

Oh, no! That's terrible!

But I did have to laugh. You'll have to remember this incident and tell your grandkids someday.

thicket dweller said...

oh my GOODNESS! That's hilarious! And the mental image of a grown man with both of his hands superglued to his tongue brought a fine chuckle. :-)

Meggie said...

My. I know the feeling. Some of us just have all the luck when it comes to being perpetually poised. The more I try to act like a dignified young lady, the more I fail. But isn't that half the fun?