Welcome to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Today 3 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house. At the end of my post you’ll find links to this month’s other participants’ posts.
Me (holding up my cell phone): How do you make a phone call?
College Boy: Mom, you know how to make a phone call, you call me all the time.
Me: I just press a button for you, and everyone else I call. How do I call someone not in my contacts.
He explained it to me and I walked away.
Later:
College Boy: Did you make your call?
Me: Sorta.
College Boy: Did you make your call?
Me: Sorta.
College Boy: Sorta?
Me: Well I did what you said and I made the call, but the recording said to press 1 for English, and there was no keyboard to press a number with so I hung up.
Me: Well I did what you said and I made the call, but the recording said to press 1 for English, and there was no keyboard to press a number with so I hung up.
College Boy: Sometimes I wonder about you.
Me: Yeah, sometimes I wonder about me too.
College Boy gets out at 5:00 pm. At 4:45 pm, I suddenly realized that Hubs hadn't left. I went to the top of the stairs and yelled down to the man cave that he was going to be late.
Nothing.
I yelled again.
Nothing.
Exasperated, I went down to the basment. Which is when I remembered that Hubs had gone to work that day.
And brought College Boy home with him right on time.
After
dinner, Hubs goes upstairs to put on a pair of sweats. As he's heading
down to the man cave, I see something hanging out of the side pocket of
his pants.
Me: What's that hanging out of your pocket?
Hubs (feeling for his pockets): I don't know, where?
Me: What's that hanging out of your pocket?
Hubs (feeling for his pockets): I don't know, where?
Me: The left pants pocket.
Hubs: Oh, that's a hole.
Me: A hole, I thought something was in the pocket.
Hub: Something is.
Me: Something is?
Hubs: Yeah, me.
Hubs: Yeah, me.
You never know what you might find on the kitchen counter. The other night I came home, walked into the kitchen, turned on the light and found this:
Spent a bit of time trying to imagine how this might have come about, and why it's sitting there. I mean, there's gotta be some kind of back story, right? But eventually I realized that it might be best if I just didn't know.
It seems I'm being judged. And that's not all, it also appears I'm not faring well.
What started out as a compliment, quickly went south.
Me: You liked my recipe picture on Instagram! Thank you.
PurDude: I like your Insta pics if the food looks good.
Me: But this is the first time you've ever liked one. . .
Roasted Brown Sugar Squash
One Monday night, I saw that Purdue basketball had posted to FB that they were #1 that week. I was happy, then angry that Hubs hadn't told me.
Me: I have a bone to pick with you.
Hubs: Oh good, hope that bone is attached to a Prime Rib.
Me: {{blink, blink}}.
It's not often he (OK, it's not often anyone) has me speechless.
I follow God on FB. He's actually really funny, and it helps that whatever political humor he shares agrees with mine.
But when I first saw that God was on FB, I laughed. I mean, really? On FB? But then a thought came to me, we're taught that God is everywhere, but maybe I could find out where he actually is.
Nope, guess not.
Hubs and I were both craving eggplant parmesan and decided to check online to see if the little Walmart down the street had any eggplant.
This picture came up.
And this was the description provided:
In case you can't read it, it says:
"When the vegans get a craving for some grade A beef, we reach for Aubergine with its perfect eggplant hue. Made of 100% medical grade, luxuriously soft liquid silicone."
Ummm . . . say what now, Walmart?
Sometimes it's all about context.
I was sitting on the couch planning a dinner both of the boys would like. Whenever they can be here, I always try to make their favorites.
As I'm sitting on the couch, Hubs walks out of the pantry.
Hubs: Do we have any nuts?
Me: They should be here right around dinner time.
Hubs: Do we have any nuts?
Me: They should be here right around dinner time.
Ever heard of a contingency lunch?
One morning a few weeks ago, Hubs comes into the kitchen, sits down and has a big bowl of oatmeal for breakfast. When he's done, he tells me he's going to skip lunch as he had a late and filling breakfast. OK with me.
Later that day he comes into the kitchen and asks what's for dinner. I told him I was trying a new recipe, I wasn't totally confident, but am hopeful it will come out as I hoped.
At about 1:00 pm, he comes back into the kitchen and makes himself a few sandwiches.
Me: You decided to have lunch.
Hubs: Yeah, you didn't sound so sure about dinner, so I decided I might need a contingency lunch.
Now click on the links below for a peek into some other homes:
Roasted Brown Sugar Squash
©www.BakingInATornado.comPrintable Recipe
Ingredients:
1 acorn squash
1/2 stick butter
salt and pepper to taste
1/3 cup brown sugar
1 tsp cinnamon
OPT: cranraisins and/or pepitas for serving
Directions:
*Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Grease a baking pan (with sides).
*Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Grease a baking pan (with sides).
*Cut the squash in half from top to bottom. Clean out the seeds.
*Cut each squash half into halves, and each of the quarters into quarters. You'll have 16 slices.
*Melt the butter in a bowl. On a small plate, mix together the brown sugar and cinnamon.
*Dip both sides of each squash slice into the butter. Sprinkle one side with salt and pepper. Press the other side into the brown sugar mixture, then place in the baking pan, sugar side up.
*Bake for 35 minutes.
*OPT: serve sprinkled with cranraisins and/or pepitas.
(From Marcia @ menopausal Mother) Omg the eggplant mishap--WHEN did Walmart become a porn shop?? Also, I like the way your hubs thinks---Contingency lunch? I'm all in!
ReplyDeleteI looked at that Walmart page 3 times, I just couldn't believe I was seeing what I was seeing (I swear that's the reason).
DeleteI think we learned something new about Wal-Mart today, and all I can say is that I won't be unseeing that any time soon.
ReplyDeleteI have to wonder who vetted the addition of that product to the website.
DeleteI wonder if an intern or temp worker made the mistake?
DeleteI wonder how many other people have caught it.
DeleteI'm not so sure i'd want to know about that glass on the counter, either.
ReplyDeleteAs usual, i do enjoy your fun and funny conversations and happenings.
About the spare socks, many times i've had mop water and other such stuff slosh on me as i am cleaning, or i have to get into a large, still damp shower or tub to clean it, and i've just figured out that having clean, dry socks available makes the rest of the day much more comfortable.
Oh, I get it, they're professional spare socks. And that glass on the counter kinda made me think of Carl.
DeleteThe cell phone I have right now is the first one I've ever had and I had to ask my daughter all kinds of questions when using it. How to make a phone call was one of those questions I had to ask too.
ReplyDeleteI'm shocked that this is your first cell, and now I'm wondering what you think about having waited so long.
DeleteI was worried at first, but then you delivered. Needed a good laugh. Donna
ReplyDeleteSometimes I worry about me too . . .
Deletelove the joking between you and your son. My son asked me what Elon Musk looked like today. At six, he usually asks things on google using audio mic feature and finds his answers! it's fascinating what technology can do.
ReplyDeleteI love the amount of information kids have access to so easily these days.
DeleteI've been on a baked potato kick lately, but if those are your eggplant parmesian I may have to try one of those!
DeleteLOL, let me know what you think. Actually, on second thought, don't.
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