I tell you, that 3 yr old boy is rotten. So yesterday he grabs my phone and tells me he needs to take pictures. I hear him snapping pictures and then it got quiet. He comes back in to me and is punching the "on" button then tosses it on my lap. I immediately notice that it is wet. He tells his Mammaw that he dropped it in the toilet. I tried to get it to come on but nope, it's fried. I do have it in some rice, but I don't think it's going to survive. All my friends that can't get ahold of me, this is the reason. So I'm getting ready for bed and get my blood pressure meds out of my drawer. I take a big swig out of the bottle of water I have next to the bed and notice right away that my lips are tingling and so is my mouth. I smell the bottle and get that very familiar aroma of Bengay. Everything in my drawer smells like Bengay anyway so I didn't think anything of it. Yep, the boy has put Bengay in my water bottle. This morning I'm all ready for church and go to put my wallet in my pocket. Strong smell of Bengay. I gave up and just went with it. Call me Mr. Wilson.
