I know my headphones are in here somewhere ...

I will warn you, there is TMI is this post so if you've got some work to do, such as formatting a Word file or Powerpoint presentation about next year's budget, now's a good time to close this window and get at it.

I've been on antibiotics as I heal from my gum surgery. Any ladies reading this may be familiar with how our bodies react to penicillin or amoxicillin. Not every woman becomes an automatic bread machine on two legs, but some of us do. Sadly, I am one of them.

It's been a rough few days and yesterday I decided there are places a ruler should never venture, and I broke down and bought a box of stuff that my father NEVER understood.

I put the box, with no bag, in my purse and boarded the train.

Halfway through the ride, I decided I would watch a movie and reached down and pulled on my headphone cord which I did not know was wrapped around the box.

They weren't budging, so I lifted my bag onto my lap, gave the cord another good pull and like a dove being released to celebrate the love of two people joined in matrimony on a Cuban beach, watched as the box flew across the train and hit a woman in the back of the head (two seats over) before clattering to the floor.

A man, being very kind, reached down to grab it and I entered the aisle to retrieve it. But oh, not before several people got a good look at it.

I apologized profusely to the woman, my cheeks redder than a tomato and sat back down, shoving the box deep into my purse. I thanked the man and stared at the floor for the rest of the train ride.

Oh the embarrassment this caused me!!!