I now have a shiny red vacuum cleaner that doesn’t sound like a jet engine. It took a long time to clean up all the dust and dirt that got blown around. Plus, my ears rang all day.
Then I was making pesto. I put the pine nuts, olive oil, basil and Parmesan cheese into the blender. I hit the switch and got a shock that blew me across the kitchen. Mr. W replaced the gasket and all is well, but I look at the blender with new respect. I’m also very glad frost killed off the last of the basil on our deck. I won’t need the blender for a few months. Fine by me.
I had just finished my workout at the gym today when a 40-something man said “hello” to me. He knew my last name, which meant that I should have known who he was.
“Your face is so familiar,” I said to him, “but I just can’t place you.”
“I’m your OBGYN” he told me.
“We’ll no wonder,” I said. “I would only recognize you if I was lying down naked wearing a paper towel.”
It made us both laugh, but still, awkward. Poor guy - he prolly gets that a lot.