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Paul (a.) helps us to lighten up…HYSTERICAL

March 31, 2008


I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor’s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn’t have any time to spare.

As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn’t going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.

I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I’m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, “My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven’t we?

I didn’t respond.

After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home.

The rest of the day was normal: Some shopping, cleaning, cooking.

After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, “Mommy, where’s my washcloth?”

I told her to get another one from the cupboard.

She replied, “No, I need the one that was here by the sink. It had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.”


Thanks paul!! HEEE HEEE HEEE…HO HO hO…bwahahahahahahaHAAAA

12 Comments leave one →
  1. March 31, 2008 12:52 pm

    I hope my stepfather can see that. He was an OB/GYN and would have loved that story. Mom was 60 when she married him and took several years to get used to his doctoring stories. I’ll grin all during my Curves exercises this afternoon. Thanks. (to Paul (a.) too)

  2. March 31, 2008 1:48 pm


    I can’t stop laughing!!!!!!

    But thanks. You made my day.


  3. March 31, 2008 3:35 pm


    Must. Not. Laugh. Too. Hard. (I’ll risk engaging The Cough.)

    But oh man…. too funny. Seriously, that would be something that would happen to me.

  4. March 31, 2008 6:25 pm

    Wonderful. Too bad there are no kids around here to leave behind a sparkle washcloth. Hope you’re feeling OK today.

  5. March 31, 2008 7:05 pm

    Holy crap- that is too fecking funny my dear. I am laughing so loud I scared the cat.

  6. March 31, 2008 7:43 pm

    Princess Sparkle Pony!!! ROFLMAO

  7. March 31, 2008 9:20 pm

    Oooo, I just thought of another one (for old people who remember Dick Tracy only)

    Sparkle Plenty!!!

  8. April 1, 2008 12:10 am

    I laugh hysterically every time I hear that joke.

  9. April 1, 2008 3:46 pm


  10. April 1, 2008 7:38 pm

    I don’t believe that Paul (a.) has ever been to the OB/GYN!
    OCICBW. . .

  11. April 1, 2008 8:52 pm

    Eileen, how are you, love? That is hilarious. Thanks for a good laugh, Paul(a), Eileen, whoever. Take care of yourself. And remember, NO HOUSEWORK!

  12. Paul (A.) permalink
    April 1, 2008 10:15 pm

    Padre M, I am always careful to stay on my own side of the stirrups.

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