Have you seen my towel?

I get out of the shower and stand there dripping like a wet dog- only much less stinky. As the drops of water fall onto the bathroom rug I can't seem to figure out what is missing. I look around the steamy bathroom as I try to trick my brain into functioning. Oh MY! It sure is chilly standing here all drippy and wet-like. As I slowly scan the room my gaze falls onto the counter where there should be something dry and fluffy awaiting my embrace. Alas! I forgot a freakin towel! Now I have to race, naked style-like Larry from Three's Company-to the linen closet to get a towel. I slowly come to the realization that things like this happen to only me. I would like to report an undiagnosed case of Momnesia!

And now for the day care update...

Eliza did really well at day care. On the other hand, I probably could have used a brown paper bag to breathe into on the car ride there this morning. I just know my lungs were not functioning properly. And I teared up twice but forced the drops back into my burning tear ducts because I wanted to appear strong. I DID call at lunch. Thanks Pam for encouraging me to be a strong momma! She took her naps in the cradle swing- which is fine by me. I wish I would have invested in one of those instead of my Pooh swing from Graco that she HATES!