I just can't explain some things
Ever have those moments......moments when things happen that just don't make sense? I seem to be having a run of them.
Ever hear of orant agen? My line in the play is "talk about this agent orange stuff." Lately, I have been saying orant agen. I can't explain why....just seems strange.
When I drive to church in DeKalb, I have an either or situation. If I am running late, I hit every red light in Rochelle and DeKalb. But if I leave early, I don't hit any! It's almost a 10 minute difference. And there are times when I leave with exactly the amount of time I need to get there, and never see a green light.
Why does someone keep eating my sourdough pretzel balls? They don't like the taste of sourdough....
Why was there a pink I phone in my car? I swear, the car was parked in the garage, I went out to it and, voila! A pink I phone. No phone numbers that make sense, just a lot of words. And there are a lot of them. Understand, the car was in my garage! I drove to Emily's to let out the dogs. At 5 I went to go to Rock Falls and .... there is a pink I phone.
Why do I have pockets full of change, except when I go into a store and the bill is $2.06? Of course, I have $3....and I get a pocket full of change. I stack it on the counter but never put it back in my pockets.
Why do I find objects around the house that have no apparent use, only to throw them out and find out I need it for something! I mean, I hardly throw anything away, but this week I threw a little ring away....it goes on a cup! I think that's why I don't throw stuff away....the fear that I will need it.
Why do fruit flies seem to buzz my head when I am not near the fruit? (And no, Beth, my head is not a fruit!)
Why don't I ask prices? Stopped at a bakery in Chicago Wednesday and saw these cute frosted lady bug cookies. So I bought one for Jackie and one for me. They were $3.79 each. It would have helped to have that price posted. And I didn't have any change.
Like the recently discovered giant hole in Siberia, there are some things in my life that just can't be explained.
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