Didn't I tell you that those sun glasses would show up when they got ready? Uh-huh, I did. After writing the blog entry yesterday, I did one more sweep of the first floor, knowing I hadn't been upstairs in days. I looked briefly into each area of each room without success.
I sat down, thinking about what I'd done when I got home on Friday. It was a mental retracing of steps, even though I wasn't sure at that point exactly what I'd done other than change my clothes. So, back to the bedroom I went. I checked the floor around and under the bed. No, not there. I looked on the ironing board, which stands ready, near the door of the walk-in closet..... not there. I checked once more on the bathroom counter, and scanned the basket between the sinks where I keep my make-up and little gadgets every woman must have. No luck.
Aha.... I'd put a load of laundry into the machine before we'd left the house to pick up our new prescriptions from the pharmacy. I wonder.... Yes, there they were, patiently waiting for retrieval, on the top of the washer. I think I heard a soft giggle coming from the glasses when I picked them up!
Oh well, all is not lost....or at least, the sunglasses aren't any longer. I'm sure I'll be repeating this searching again sometime in the near future for some other 'lost' item. It seems to be becoming my 'modus operendi'.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Where Did I Put My....
SUNGLASSES?!
I had them yesterday...just yesterday, for goodness sake! I know I did, because after being at the eye doctor and having drops that dilated my pupils to full Iris size, I was painfully aware of the sun's glare. In fact, I was so aware that I put my second pair of shades over the first pair, which by the way, worked wonders for shielding my eyes from the brilliant light of day.
Where might they have gone? I always keep one pair in the house so that I can put them on to sit outside on the porch. Another pair is always in the car. Of course it is my newest and best and most favorite pair that has disappeared! I'm sure they will turn up ...eventually...and probably in some obscure, non-rational area, like the back of the toilet in the guest bathroom or something. I just wish I knew where to find them.
When things like this happen, when I put something down and immediately forget where, I get fearful that I'm getting old too fast. Otherwise, I rarely think about aging. Oh yes, I speak the number of years that I've lived... quite often, in fact, and it never upsets me to say those numbers. But when I do something dumb, or can't find an object, or lose a word mid-sentence, THEN I begin to fret.
Well, I'm not going to wander around this house for one more minute today, wondering what I've done with those sunglasses. I'm not going to give myself any reason to fret and stew about my years. I'm going to put on the other pair of eye protectors and I'm going to go outside and rock in the chair on the porch. How's that for 'old', huh?
Those doggone shades will make their appearance when they're ready, and I'll either kick myself because they've been in plain sight all along.... or I'll giggle with the stupidity of where they've been found. Maybe I'd better check the shelf in the fridge.... it might be the only place left that I haven't looked yet.
I had them yesterday...just yesterday, for goodness sake! I know I did, because after being at the eye doctor and having drops that dilated my pupils to full Iris size, I was painfully aware of the sun's glare. In fact, I was so aware that I put my second pair of shades over the first pair, which by the way, worked wonders for shielding my eyes from the brilliant light of day.
Where might they have gone? I always keep one pair in the house so that I can put them on to sit outside on the porch. Another pair is always in the car. Of course it is my newest and best and most favorite pair that has disappeared! I'm sure they will turn up ...eventually...and probably in some obscure, non-rational area, like the back of the toilet in the guest bathroom or something. I just wish I knew where to find them.
When things like this happen, when I put something down and immediately forget where, I get fearful that I'm getting old too fast. Otherwise, I rarely think about aging. Oh yes, I speak the number of years that I've lived... quite often, in fact, and it never upsets me to say those numbers. But when I do something dumb, or can't find an object, or lose a word mid-sentence, THEN I begin to fret.
Well, I'm not going to wander around this house for one more minute today, wondering what I've done with those sunglasses. I'm not going to give myself any reason to fret and stew about my years. I'm going to put on the other pair of eye protectors and I'm going to go outside and rock in the chair on the porch. How's that for 'old', huh?
Those doggone shades will make their appearance when they're ready, and I'll either kick myself because they've been in plain sight all along.... or I'll giggle with the stupidity of where they've been found. Maybe I'd better check the shelf in the fridge.... it might be the only place left that I haven't looked yet.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Cupcakes
No one seems to know why, but cupcakes have made their way on to the current list of best-loved foods. They're everywhere....even put together on cake stands to be used as wedding cakes!
(That seems to me to be 'sacreligious'. Wedding cakes should be tall, multi-layered, mountainous things with beautiful decorations,icing pearls and sugar flowers! I don't think that a hand-held cake, no matter how pretty, is fit...or formal...enough for a fancy wedding. )
I have no problem with cupcakes in a brown bag lunch, or a picnic, or a church supper. They travel very well, and are fairly easy to eat without creating a mess, unless they're chocolate or a preschool child!
Old-fashioned cupcakes are really quite convenient for birthday parties. They're about the right size for most people, not too big, not too small. Now-a-days, with the current rage over these treats, they seem to come in all sizes. I've seen pans for making them, and some of them are huge! Others are about the size of a half-dollar. I prefer the routine cupcake size, thank you.
These cakes are causing a good deal of competition among bakers. Let's see who can, not only make the tastiest of all, but the most uniquely decorated as well. During the week prior to Superbowl Sunday, someone in (I believe it was) New York came up with the idea of a cornmeal cupcake, with a spicy sauce in the icing and a chicken wing on top! That, in my opinion, is a bit obsessive..... but, that bakery made a lot of money on those things for Superbown, so obviously I'm dancing to a different band.
All that being said, my daughter is hosting a birthday party today for her friend's one year old. She was present at his birth, and he's special to her. She created these cakes for the guests.... and I think THOSE are pretty cute! I guess everything has it's place, and since the house of the hostess this afternoon will sound much like a zoon, these will be perfect!
(That seems to me to be 'sacreligious'. Wedding cakes should be tall, multi-layered, mountainous things with beautiful decorations,icing pearls and sugar flowers! I don't think that a hand-held cake, no matter how pretty, is fit...or formal...enough for a fancy wedding. )
I have no problem with cupcakes in a brown bag lunch, or a picnic, or a church supper. They travel very well, and are fairly easy to eat without creating a mess, unless they're chocolate or a preschool child!
Old-fashioned cupcakes are really quite convenient for birthday parties. They're about the right size for most people, not too big, not too small. Now-a-days, with the current rage over these treats, they seem to come in all sizes. I've seen pans for making them, and some of them are huge! Others are about the size of a half-dollar. I prefer the routine cupcake size, thank you.
These cakes are causing a good deal of competition among bakers. Let's see who can, not only make the tastiest of all, but the most uniquely decorated as well. During the week prior to Superbowl Sunday, someone in (I believe it was) New York came up with the idea of a cornmeal cupcake, with a spicy sauce in the icing and a chicken wing on top! That, in my opinion, is a bit obsessive..... but, that bakery made a lot of money on those things for Superbown, so obviously I'm dancing to a different band.
All that being said, my daughter is hosting a birthday party today for her friend's one year old. She was present at his birth, and he's special to her. She created these cakes for the guests.... and I think THOSE are pretty cute! I guess everything has it's place, and since the house of the hostess this afternoon will sound much like a zoon, these will be perfect!
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