Today I was at my mom's condo looking for her sewing machine, for my new hobby, quilting (it'll pass two-three days max). But that's not the point, I was searching closets for the familiar brown pleather case. And I hear something, it's not her cats. It's singing. I try to trace it back and end up kneeled over the toilet bowl in the master bath. There is no music, just singing. Weird. Nobody's car was parked in their spots, my car was the only one there except for some people working on the exterior. They I could see and hear. See, I'm not crazy. But the singing toilet that's the real stumper. It sounded like angels, and the cd in my car is The Pierces and one of the songs says something like "send me an angel to la lal la la". And I thought to myself cool, I wish I could just summons an angel to appear. I need an angel right now. But a singing angel in the toilet?
How many times do I need tell myself "careful what you wish for"
