Thursday, April 4, 2013

Disaster Strikes Twice

My morning meal usually consists of a strawberry, or some other fruit, smoothie.  I am often carrying said smoothie to the car and drinking it on the way.  Such was the case today.  As I was opening the front door I was balancing my smoothie on top of my Kindle and a stack of papers.  The cup fell over spilling strawberry smoothie all over the entry way, all over my Kindle and papers, all over my shirt and I left a big trail as I walked into the kitchen to begin cleaning the mess.  What a pain.  I actually started pondering the movie Signs as I was cleaning and I wondered what that spill and my delayed departure would effect.  I laughed as I was driving up the road to head to work and there was our employee Max walking to work.  I stopped and picked him up and was thinking  there is no way I would have been in a position to give him a ride had I not crashed the smoothie.  I know what your thinking.  "Woman in California burns her hand, at the exact same time her mother in Arizona experiences throbbing pain in her hand.  Coincidence?  I think not..."  Okay, maybe you were not thinking that and maybe you were wondering what the heck I am talking about.  It was just some mysterious happenings thing they used to run commercials for all the time when I was much younger. 

Ahhh yes, I said Disaster Strikes Twice.  I had made the kids dinner and was preparing three hard boiled eggs for myself.  Well, we have three dozen hard boiled eggs in the fridge so really I was just peeling them and prepping for deviled eggs.  All was going fine, I was preparing to start refilling the eggs when Andy hands me a juicy drink thing and asks me to take top off.  I was giving it my best shot but it wasn't working all that well and then, an explosion occurred and there was red juice all over the kitchen.  My eggs were covered, the filling had juice in it and their was juice splatter all over the kitchen.  Peeling hard boiled eggs is not on top of my list of things I like to do so I just had to clean the juice as best I could and muscle through the other. 

It's late, I am fixin to turn in.  I'm afraid if I don't get to bed soon I could create another disaster.      

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