Tag: humor

Waffle Henley

Given my recent track record, this will be the last post of the year. The final wrap-up and farewell to two-thousand-and-eighteen. What to say? What to say? My first thought. Whatever happened to the Nutter Butter Wafers? Not the cookies shaped like a peanut shell, the square ones with the yummy whipped peanut butter filling.…

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Zippers

What did we do before Ziploc bags? I have a fuzzy memory of a bag with a fold-over tab, which was crazy inefficient because stuff fell right out. I have a clear memory of scoffing at such a bag while wondering why a Ziploc was not used instead. For some reason, a lot of my…

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Napkin

Goldilocks annoys the crap out of me. First of all, you can’t stumble upon a bear’s home or anyone’s home, and let yourself in when your knock is not answered. Who do you think you are? This little tale has been shared with generations of children. She even gets top billing— Goldilocks and the Three…

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Lint Brush

I don’t brush my teeth at the same time every morning. I clean them eventually, but some mornings I’m not feeling it right away. There are days I make the bed first thing or slipper-shuffle to the kitchen for breakfast. It depends on my mood. I recently read an article about minimalism. I think it…

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Still Sorting

I am normally all about the last minute. Down to the wire, middle of the night, go-time, crunch time. Whatever phrase someone wants to put on it, I’m that girl. Plans start off the same as every other normal organized human being, but somewhere along the way I get lost. I’m susceptible to shiny lights…

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Tangled

I need to manage my mind. It’s a bit like Grand Central Station up there these days and since I can’t keep things quiet, I tried gathering. Last week, I herded thoughts into similar groups and then willed them to line up single file. I figured if I could get all of it to hold…

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Over the Top

I seem to be fixated on my bathrooms lately. Maybe it’s because when we painted, over a year ago, I removed everything from the walls, and have yet to put things back. I’ve been taking my time picking out new bathroom hardware. In fact, I’m thinking of putting different towel bars and things in each…

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Rolled Jeans

    I’m phasing out tissues and their cute little boxes. Somewhere in the dark recesses of my the-way-things-should-be sits tissues. I was raised to believe that a civilized person didn’t use toilet paper for crying or a cold. Tissues were necessary. It meant you were a safe distance away from the old guy in a…

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Poof

I went to my junior prom with the son of my mom’s friend from work. Now that’s a mouthful and a pretty decent title for a sad, angsty coming of age movie. But I did go to the prom with, Jon or John, I’m not sure how he spelled it because after spending one incredibly…

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