Disclaimer: It's important to understand that I spent an hour this afternoon running/walking in the Jogapalooza at my kids school today...so I was a little distracted, hot, tired, dehydrated, loopy...you get the point.
On the way home from work today, I debated on whether I should call my sweet, sissy first...or check my messages at my house.
I decided to call my sissy.
It rang and rang and went to her voicemail.
Thinking I must have called my voicemail by mistake {I mean, where would she be in my time of need?}, I pressed the number necessary to check my messages.
The operator said, "Invalid entry."
Still thinking I was calling my own voicemail, I hit a different button {my cell phone and home phone use two different numbers to get to the voicemail menu--but sometimes I mix up the two}.
This time it worked and the operator asked me for my password--which I entered.
And the messages began to play.
The first was a message from a grandma whose voice I didn't recognize. She sang the cutest song in my ear, "Where oh where have my grandchildren gone, oh where oh where can they be...?"
Just as I was about to hang up out of confuzzlement...a message from my mom came on. "Where are you? Call me on my cell," she said.
I figured it must be the right voicemail and the poor ole' grandma got confused on who she was calling.
The message that finally clued me in that I had spent way too much time in the sun today said, "Jill...I just wanted to let you know what a cute and reverent little boy Cole was on Sunday in primary. He answered all the questions and was such a good boy. Tell him that Sister Jones sure was proud of him."
First of all, how sweet is that primary teacher to call and brag on my cute nephew?
Second, what are the odds that my sis and I have the same password to our voicemail?
And third, should I tell my sis about this incident--or continue listening to her cute messages?
On the way home from work today, I debated on whether I should call my sweet, sissy first...or check my messages at my house.
I decided to call my sissy.
It rang and rang and went to her voicemail.
Thinking I must have called my voicemail by mistake {I mean, where would she be in my time of need?}, I pressed the number necessary to check my messages.
The operator said, "Invalid entry."
Still thinking I was calling my own voicemail, I hit a different button {my cell phone and home phone use two different numbers to get to the voicemail menu--but sometimes I mix up the two}.
This time it worked and the operator asked me for my password--which I entered.
And the messages began to play.
The first was a message from a grandma whose voice I didn't recognize. She sang the cutest song in my ear, "Where oh where have my grandchildren gone, oh where oh where can they be...?"
Just as I was about to hang up out of confuzzlement...a message from my mom came on. "Where are you? Call me on my cell," she said.
I figured it must be the right voicemail and the poor ole' grandma got confused on who she was calling.
The message that finally clued me in that I had spent way too much time in the sun today said, "Jill...I just wanted to let you know what a cute and reverent little boy Cole was on Sunday in primary. He answered all the questions and was such a good boy. Tell him that Sister Jones sure was proud of him."
First of all, how sweet is that primary teacher to call and brag on my cute nephew?
Second, what are the odds that my sis and I have the same password to our voicemail?
And third, should I tell my sis about this incident--or continue listening to her cute messages?
