The “r” key on my laptop sticks. It’s very frustrating to by typing away, to to proofread and see every word with an “r” in it has that letter missing.
So I was sitting in the den trying to insert “r”s into words, banging down on the key over and over angrily saying the sound the letter makes: “rrrr. . . rrrr . . . rrrr”
When suddenly behind me I hear a voice say “aye, me matey”.
We had a problem with the gas fireplace in the basement. It seems that the pilot light went out, which has never happened before. Hubs got out the directions that came with the fireplace and was reading through it.
Hubs: I’m reading through these directions and they don’t answer one of my questions about relighting the pilot light. I tried to email them but there’s either something wrong with my email or theirs, it won’t go through.
Me (grabbing the pamphlet from him): That’s because their url is not an email address.
Hubs is rummaging through my junk drawer.
Me: What are you looking for?
Me: They aren’t in there, I keep them on the shelves above the desk.
Hubs: You may not keep them here but it doesn’t mean there aren’t some here.
Me: I’m pretty sure that DOES mean there aren’t any there. But hey, when you’re done, be sure to look in the toilet. I don’t keep batteries there either.
Either winter has crept in and frozen my brain or I’m just plain showing my age. I was trying to type “everytime”. When spell check kept telling me I spelled it wrong, I looked at it, retyped, looked, retyped, looked, took off my glasses, held the laptop up to my face, looked, retyped, looked. A good ten minutes later, frustrated, I looked at the sentence again.
Ummmm, yeah, everytime? It’s not a word. I knew that . . .
Hubs asked it we could have dinner at 5:30 pm on Wednesday. He had a meeting that evening at 6:00 pm and usually I just leave a plate for him to heat up after his meeting, but this one happened to be near home so he could come home, change, have dinner early and go to his meeting. Fine with me and I put it on the calendar.
Wednesday comes and late that afternoon College Boy said that he had to do an assignment for school online that needed to be done right at 6:00 pm. He asked if we could have dinner at 6:30 pm. I told him that was fine with me.
So at 6:15 pm as I’m finishing up making dinner, I look at the calendar and realize I was supposed to have made dinner early.
So . . . I forgot to make dinner early and Hubs forgot to come home before his meeting. Worked out, right?
Oh, hell no. I played it for all it was worth. Told him I had rearranged my whole day, rushed home early, had the table set and dinner on it right at 5:30 pm, then sat while it got cold waiting for him to show up.
He felt so bad . . . and now he owes me. Big.
Wonder what it’s gonna cost me, though, to get College Boy to keep my secret . . .
Orange Cinnamon Coffee Cake
College Boy asked me to put peanut butter on my shopping list.
Me: Do you want smooth or crunch peanut butter?
College Boy: Smooth, I don’t like crunchy.
The next day at lunch time I walk into the kitchen to see College Boy making a peanut butter sandwich. He spreads the peanut butter on both pieces of bread, throws a handful of cocktail peanuts in the middle, closes his sandwich and sits down to eat.
OK then, got it. He doesn’t like crunchy peanut butter . . .
College Boy: I’ve been trying to decide whether to tell you that the frozen pizza you bought m actually had 2 pizzas in the box.
Me: Why wouldn’t you tell me?
College Boy: Knowing you, you’d go back to the store and give them more money.
Me: I’m glad that you think I’m so honest.
College Boy: Honest . . . dumb . . . potato/potaaaato . . .
Lately I’ve been having this recurring problem. When I change my clothes at night I notice that I’ve been wearing my underwear inside out. All day long. I get dressed, I go to the bathroom, I’m oblivious. Then I go to change at night and realize it. All I can say is that it’s a good thing I don’t get into a car accident. My mother would be mortified at what they’d think at the hospital . . .
We had a problem with our heat last month. Not only did the heat stop working, but it was pumping cold air on us all night long.
Hubs: I didn’t sleep at all last night it was so cold. I’m exhausted.
Me: Now that we’ve got the heat on, go take a nap.
Hubs: I can’t. I really need to go shopping. I desperately need a few dress shirts and shoes for work.
Me: Oh, I have a $5 off coupon and a 30% off coupon, take those with you.
Hubs: Can I use both?
Me: Yes, it says so on the coupon. They’ll take the $5 off then give you 30% off of your purchases.
Hubs: So, will they take $5 off one item or my whole purchase.
Me: Ummm . . . it doesn’t matter.
Hubs: But I need to know if the $5 will come off a single item or the total.
Me (picture an incredulous look): No you don’t.
Hubs: How do I know what to have them take the $5 off of?
Me: You are banned from operating heavy equipment. Go take a nap and don’t leave this house until you can make sense of all of this high finance.
I flew PurDude in for Thanksgiving. I was nervous about him coming in because he had to take a bus to Chicago, get through security and then take a plane home. He thought that a friend wanted to pick him up at the airport. He knew we certainly would and were waiting to hear what his final plans were.
A few days before I texted him to print out his bus pass. Nothing.
The day before I texted him to print out or download his boarding pass. Nothing.
I get so frustrated when he doesn’t answer me so at 1:00am the night before he was coming home I texted him again telling him that I hope he’s ready to go, has an alarm set and if he’d let us know if we’re picking him up at the airport that would be great.
A few minutes later he finally responded: “Can you do laundry when I get home tomorrow”.
Well, OK then. As long as we all have our priorities straight.
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Orange Cinnamon Coffee Cake©www.BakingInATornado.com
1 stick butter, softened
1 cup sugar
1 tsp orange zest
1/3 cup mandarin orange juice, squeezed from approx. 2 – 3 oranges
2 cups flour
½ tsp salt
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
¾ cup sour cream
¼ cup orange marmalade
½ cup brown sugar
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 cup powdered sugar
3 TBSP mandarin orange juice
*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease and flour a bunt pan.
*Cream the butter and sugar. Beat in the eggs, orange zest and orange juice.
*Mix in 1 cup of the flour, the salt, baking powder and baking soda. Beat in the sour cream, then mix in the rest of the flour. Put half of the batter into the bunt pan. NOTE: Batter will be thick. Dollop it into the pan and then carefully spread it around until even.
*In a microwave safe bowl, melt the orange marmalade for 30 seconds. Mix in the brown sugar and cinnamon. Dollop this mixture over the batter in the pan. You can swirl it around slightly but don’t press into the batter. Cover with the rest of the batter. Manipulate gently until it’s even.
*Bake at 350 degrees for 50 to 60 minutes or until the center springs back to the touch. Cool in the pan for 15 minutes, then remove from the pan and cool completely.
*Stir together the powdered sugar and the final 3 TBSP mandarin orange juice. Drizzle over the cooled coffee cake.