It's All About Timing

Or lack thereof, in my case lately.

For instance, what are the chances of flushing a toilet, having the handle flip off, and land directly in the toilet and flush away before even realizing what was happening? Umm...100%!

Or how about painting toenails while out on my parents deck with 2 chairs strategically positioned along with a precariously balanced bottle of nail polish on the arm chair. Now imagine a gust of wind and......splatter! All over the chair and the deck. Again...chances with me are 100%! And of course I wasn't using pale pink or clear...oh, no it was Cherries Jubilee my friend!

And lastly...to add insult to injury. This past weekend we headed to Saratoga Springs for my Aunt Jeannie's wedding reception. We were told that the sealing room was full to capacity and even though Jordan and Julie were willing to trade us spots due to a hectic soccer Saturday and the fact that Joe forgot to bring Sunday pants...we stayed home from the temple. So what are the chances that George Durrant, the same man who married Joe and I, married Aunt Jeannie and Bob? Or the fact that there were exactly 2 empty seats in the sealing room? Yep...100%! And did I mention the fact it was exactly 17 years to the date of our anniversary?

I remember breaking down outside of Brigham City about 13 years ago...we ended up having to get our car a new timing belt. Does anyone know if there is a website for human timing belts? Cuz mine definitely needs to be replaced!