My Bloodhound Ate My Gloves… and Other News

Welcome to random Wednesday.  I have no theme, no direction, and no plan for my post today… other than I’m just going to write what’s been goin’ on.

  1. Snow cancelled mini-vacation to coast with hubby.  Bummer.
  2. We made the best of the situation by turning off computers, drinking sparkling wine from Trader Joe’s, and renting      movies.  Ate pizza, too.
  3. The next day we went out for Chinese food.  My fortune cookie fortune reads: “A new pair of shoes will do you a world of good.” The Universe has a warped sense of humor.  Shoes?!? Who is writing these things and why did I get that fortune?

    My fortune?
    My fortune?
  4. On Saturday, a couple driving an SUV honked at      us, then began waving wildly.  Did      we have a flat tire?  Was our      muffler falling off? My husband pulled over.  The people rolled up beside us and asked      if we needed our front fender fixed.       Cheap.  Really cheap. My      “accident” happened in  September,      at a garage sale (of course!), when I clipped a curbside basketball hoop.  The basketball hoop was fine, but the dent above the front wheel? A little larger than a gravy boat.   After we emptied our wallets, and scraped up the coinage in the console, this guy popped the dent with a rubber hammer and polished it up for $27.  In the parking lot.  In the rain.
  5. The tire went flat on Sunday.  Two screws.  In different spots. Darn. On the bright side, my husband dealt with it.
  6. I still love my Bloodhound even though she ate my best pair of winter gloves. My right glove has a big CHOMP at the wrist.
  7. Heard a romantic “how-we-met” story from a woman who lost her home to foreclosure.  Forced to downsize, she sold off her possessions. This guy kept  coming back, and back, buying up large lots at bargain prices.  A year later, she’s shopping in an  antique store when she comes across a booth filled with her old stuff… and the guy who bought it all. She tells him he should buy her dinner.  He does. They marry a year later.  And she gets most of her possessions back! Plus a wonderful husband! (I love this story!)
  8. Movie dialogue that resonated all too deeply  with me: “It’s everything I never wore.” (from Seeking a Friend for the End of the World)
  9.  I met a man who needed my lighted, animatronic flamingo more than I did.  “Mingo-Clingo the Flamingo” has been re-homed.

    Can I teach him to type?
    Can I teach him to type?

Now, off to go shoe shopping because my fortune demands peep-toe stacked pumps.  Just kidding. But maybe I’ll buy a new pair of leather gloves if I can’t fix the ones I have. How’s your week?




8 thoughts on “My Bloodhound Ate My Gloves… and Other News

  1. I love random events though # 1 & # 5 were a bit of a bummer and Mingo Clingo would never have entered my home.
    But I like the shoe fortune because if there’s enough variety you could “shoe shop” in your closet. Change your shoes hourly while you’re sitting at your desk for fun.

  2. LOVED THIS POST!!! All of them.

    Your fortune cookie is truly an end of 2012 attack on your resolution to shrink your closet. Are you sure someone didn’t sneak that in just for you? Call in advance and request it? Hmmm…I smell a conspiracy. 🙂

    Sorry to see Mingo Clingo go. I’m glad my path crossed with the flamingo briefly. How sweet of you to offer it to someone who “needed it more.”

    All the others remind me what a wonderful person you are in the way you approach life. You have so much good Karma that you are bound to always find many blessings.

  3. Maggie: Glad you got to meet Mingo Clingo. He was the life of the party 😉
    I no longer trust fortune cookies, and your conspiracy theory seems accurate. This is the restaurant I frequent with my CP, Frank. Hmmmm.
    Re Karma: it’s kicking my butt today.

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