Misunderstood Monday

   I have done "10 things I like" before. I try do a "Friday Factoid 5" on Fridays. I'm missing an entire genre of untapped blogging. "5 Things I Don't Understand"...you're welcome, world.

1. Food packaging. We're all a sucker for a bag of chips or candy. I get that they need to have room for air inside so when I accidentally sit on it during a Modern Family DVD marathon, the chips aren't ruined (thank GOD). Why, though, does an unbreakable candy need to be wrapped so haphazardly?

   Why this? It was only in my hand for a brief 2.2 second window before I poured it down my gullet. So what gives? Clearly someone over at Hershey's is all "We'll never run out of plastic. Don't be silly". Stoopit.

2. The best part. This one is about to reveal something about me that I'm not proud of. I'm a junk food lover. I avoid it as much as possible. But when the stress comes...so do the marshmallows. If everyone's favorite part of the cereal is the marshmallow shapes (ie., Lucky Charms and the like) why isn't there a box available of all marshmallows? Why isn't there more bagel chip pieces in the Chex Bold Party mix bags?  That's what we're all digging for, so just do your worst! Lay it on us. It's so much less professional when I shake someones hand and my hand is covered in garlic powder from the bag when it could have just been on my fingertips.

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3. Mispronouncing average words. Orientated. Mute point (rather than "moot"). The sentence "Not an atypical..." did no one ever correct these people as kids? Did they always say things wrong? I have one of my own that I'm willing to admit. I can't order a cinnamon chip scone from Panera. I say "Chinnamin Chip scone" every single time. It's embarrassing and everyone but me can say it. I'm sorry, English language. I haven't mastered you yet.

4. When people say "Oh you look tired". Take this under advisement. If you say t hat, I know you mean "You look bad today". So just DON'T say it! Also, if I look tired, it's safe to say I'm cranky. Apparently I didn't do a very good eye makeup job today. Someone just said "You look like you got punched in the eye". It's the same person who ALWAYS says it when I don't have enough cover up on. Thanks.

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5. I'm worried my husband may be eating with serving silverware pieces. We haven't entertained in a while and I keep finding the gigantic turkey serving fork in the dishwasher. Is he using them to eat? I haven't asked because I'm afraid to know the answer.

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Have a good day today!!

Monday /Altoid Curse

   Most Mondays are as you'd expect around here. I don't want to get up because the cats are cuddly...

   Or because the bathroom isn't done yet. Or the weekend is always too short because I jam pack as many errands and fun  events as can be. This week it was different. It was like a scene from a sitcom. Aaron's alarm went off at 6:20 "by accident". It was supposed to be set for 7:20. This woke me up unhappily and left me wide awake until 7:00 when my alarm went off. 10 minutes later the power went off.

   I tried to call CL&P to find out when the power would be back on but naturally Aaron doesn't know which phone number the account is linked to (turned out to be the disconnected home phone) or his account number. For once he threw the paid bill away rather than leaving it on a counter so I had no reference. All the while during this time I'm trying to do my makeup in my jewelry box mirror at the bedroom window and trying to fend off Turk who is all too curious.

   I get us found by address and the system robot tells me power is "normally restored in 2 hours" but no guesstimate as to when OURS would be back on. My concern is IF Bob shows later, there will be no power. The system is then giving me the case number and I have no pen, no paper. I scramble to my nightstand and find my checkbook and a sharpie and start writing it. I hear a crunching sound. I go around the side of the bed and Turk has stolen a mini-rose that I saved from an important Aunt's funeral 2 years ago and she is mangling it. I snatch the rose, hit the "say it again" button to make CL&P-bot repeat and get the number. I get ready and leave.

   There's over an hour of traffic. I run into the store to grab a couple things, Excedrin (don't judge), conditioner, cat food etc. I get out to the car and sort out the things I wanted in my purse. I find these:

   This is the second time recently that I didn't pay for Altoids and they ended up being bagged into my items at checkout. I don't like them, I'm not curious enough. Is someone trying to tell me something?

   I get to work, try to log onto CL&P to see about our power sitch. I left the case number on my dresser. I blame Monday. And all the Altoids. Bathroom still isn't done.