Oh My God. I think I might've crossed the line between lovable clumsiness and idiocy. Yesterday morning I saw two eggs on a plate by the side of the oven and thought "hum, I fancy scrambled eggs". So I tried to break one of the eggs and couldnt, then tried the other side and it still wouldnt break! I was a bit scared of piercing it with my finger in case there was a chick growing inside or something, so I just chucked the egg and got other eggs from the box... up to there, normal person who wants eggs and cant break them!
So we're all sitting around the table having dinner and I was telling Alex and Andy about the obnoxious egg and they thought it was a bit weird. A little while later my dad goes "I made a boiled egg and tomato sandwich this morning for my lunch and it was really nice". Ahhhhh 
*something clicks in my head*. Boiled eggs. Alex and Andy started laughing at me, then I eventually told my dad about my cock up and he laughed but was mainly concerned that I wasted a good egg, which he'd left on the side of the oven for me to have for lunch, but I was asleep when he left the house and my sister forgot to tell me so I didnt know. 
*knocks own head against the wall*
Today's song is 'the blower's daughter' by Damien Rice. Thanks Blushgal! 
Love,
Mon xx
