My week...
in brief, wholly unrelated paragraphs.Kid Anecdote 1
"What would you like to drink beautiful girl?" (Don’t know why, but I call her that sometimes.)
"Water, please."
"Okay, now go ask your beautiful daddy what he would like to drink." (What the hell, figured I should be equally nice to him)
"Mama, Daddy's not beautiful!"
"He's not? Then what is he?"
"He's cool!"
Chuckling is heard from the direction of Daddy.
My Intrepid Grocery Trip
Now, I hate, hate, hate grocery shopping. I get lost, distracted, confused. I ALWAYS forget something. I can never find anything. When we lived in Massachusetts, I bought groceries online, and had them delivered.
It was fabulous.
Now, I try to make the Husband do it. Which is really mean, 'cause our local grocery store SUCKS. Last time I checked, you couldn't even get Dutch-process cocoa or cake flour. Shame on them.
This past week however, I was trying to make sure I got my friend Alala's care package out (since it was Hot Mix time, and I had already promised her an Evil Mix, which was way over due), and I knew Kevin would never remember the flavors of Kool-Aid, not anything else that wasn't related to his stomach, so I went with him.
Her list was simple, and I expected to breeze in and breeze out. Things were looking good initially, the Double-Stuff Oreos were right at the front of the store, so that item was no problem. She had also asked for Kool-Aid, in specific, but simple flavors (can't remember them now- I had a list). And eventually, through trial and error, I found the packets (I think it was in the "Canned Veggies" section- go figure). However, they DID NOT HAVE A SINGLE FLAVOR SHE REQUESTED. Not one. And she asked for stuff like "Grape, and "Stawberry"- nothing unusual at all. What they did have was a variety of "Cosmic" flavors, and "Whacky" mixes (Alala, I have no idea what these mean, but I'm sending them anyway- sorry!). No cherry, no strawberry, no grape. Nothing normal. Egad.
But this is not all.
Her last request was THE MOST SIMPLE. A box of plain Cheerios. So, I go to the cereal aisle- an LO AND BEHOLD- cereal! Yeah! This would be easy!
Wait, where are the !#$%@%! plain Cheerios? I see versions that have yogurt, sparkles, honey nut flavoring, berry flavoring, frosted, apple cinnamon, multigrain- BUT NO PLAIN CHEERIOS. None. Nada. Zip.
It's Just not right.
Anyway, I brought what little I could home on Monday night, wrapped it up, addressed it, and asked Kev to ship it the next day, since he works right near a post office.
He forgot it.
It’s still sitting on my dining room chair.
Egad.
Last Night
Up all night, as the little bug is sick. Can't keep anything down, not even water. Knew something was wrong when she took one bite of a cookie and then said, "I'm full, want to go to bed."
Kid Anecdote 2
As poor little kid is horking up the little bit of water I had given her ten minutes before, I'm holding her hair out of her face, and rubbing her back. Suddenly, I let out a little burp.
"Excuse me!"
"You're excused Mama."
(RETCH)
Other Random Nonsense
I don't have much time to read lately, although I am in the middle of Christopher Moore's A Dirty Job, but I do have a 2-3 hour commute every day. So I have turned to audio books. I never thought I would, I HATE being read to (especially newspaper articles regarding non-Redsox baseball, husband o' mine), but this isn't exactly the same. When the narrator is good, they can add a lot to a story. For example, I've never "read" a Jasper Fforde novel, but I love his stories just the same, as I've heard them all. Anyway, I listen to about a book a week. Last week's was Carl Hiassen's Skinny Dip, which was pretty good, but not his best work. Makes me miss Florida in some ways, so I guess that's pretty spectacular. This week is Truman Capote's In Cold Blood.
I knew most of the details of the story, but actually hearing everything has been fascinating. The characters are drawn really well (though, if you do a little research, the actual people involved have a lot to say against the book, and there is mention that Capote might have had a relationship of some sorts with one of the killers, Perry Smith, so that character is probably idealized quite a bit). I highly recommend reading or listening to it.
The funny thing is, I was talking to my G (grandmother- she can barely remember what she had for breakfast that morning, let alone the name of the person she is speaking to) the other day, and I mentioned (and this is all I said) that I was reading a book about a family that was murdered in 1959. She said, (and I am paraphrasing)
"Oh, I know all about that. It was a family of four in Kansas. Father was a wealthy farmer, and they were all killed for safe that didn't actually exist."
Wow- the mind is funny.
And that is what I can remember of my week.
3 comment(s):
Can't wait to read what's on that mix!
I also hate the grocery store and always forget at least two or three things... usually the things I went for in the first place!
By Nino the Mindboggler, at 9:39 PM
Wow, that's a lot to process...
Um, THANK YOU for braving the Evil Grocery Store for me, I would never have asked but you kept saying it was "no biggie." I will totally throw this in your face the next time you offer to do something for me, heh.
Also, when child is so sick she can't even keep water down? Ice chips, given every 5-10 minutes, will stay down and keep her hydrated. A lesson learned through bitter (and repeated) experience.
By alala, at 8:00 AM
That's a good idea. I've never seen the kid that sick. She slept the entire next day though. Seems fragile today, but okay. Wants to go to school for sprinkler day and pizza, so, we'll see how that works...
And I actually love this mix- I hope the person who gets it loves it too!
By Kelly, at 9:59 AM
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