I've just got to confess and come clean. There are some embarrassing stories that you keep to yourself (although I rarely seem to do that!) and others that just need to be shared with the world no matter what the cost to your reputation.Thankfully, by now I really don't have much of a reputation to protect so it makes the choice to share my embarrassing story with you all that much easier.
Picture the scene: it's my Monday morning (really Tuesday because Monday is a holiday in France) at about 7:00 am. I am frantically finishing a few last report cards in our spare room before I have to head off to school . Now, our spare room is uuuughly. It has become the dumping ground for anything and everything. It is where my unsuccessful seed attempts are. Where I get crafty and creative. Overflowing with scrapbook paper. Lined with books that we have no bookshelf for. So it should be no surprise to you that when I crouched down on the floor and hooked the laptop up to the printer (yes, there was so much stuff on the printer that I couldn't put the laptop on it) that I sat down on something. Only imagine my surprise when I realize that whatever I'm sitting on, it's getting very cold and making an odd noise. Unfortunately, I also fairly tired so the reaction time is a little slow going.
At last my brain tells myself that sitting on something that is not a chair + odd whizzing noise + very cold butt cheeks by now = not normal. So I jump up only to discover a little on the late side that....yes, drum roll please.....
I have spray painted my own butt in a lovely shade of metallic silver.
When they say coverage on all types of surfaces and easy application they're not kidding folks!
