Last week we were on our way to church and moving toward the door in relatively good time when I spy Mr. 1 going for my full cup of tea on the table. I ran in slow motion from the kitchen to the dining room arriving just in time to also get covered in tea. The whole cup spilled on Mr. 1, me, the chair, the floor. It was still on the warm side but luckily not hot so no trips to the ER. It did require new clothes for him and for me and a lot of cleaning up. So we were late. Wouldn't want to shock anyone by being on time.
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