For a blog entitled "The Random Writings," I don't write random posts often. I think it's the rule follower in me. I like thesis sentences and conclusions. But once in a while, random is fun. For example:
- I discovered recently that it's possible to use a butter knife to pry/scrape off bits of hardened melted plastic that just happen to be on the hot plate of your iron. (I have a complicated relationship with fusible interfacing.) Warning: Scratches to your iron may occur. But at that point I didn't care.
--We're getting a partial new roof thanks to the most severe windstorm we've experienced since Angel and I moved here! Woke up to a yard full of scattered shingles, that was an adventure.
-I can tell that I'm a cosmetologist when I see the word "highlight" and think blond instead of exciting event. And when I have a hard time saying "wash" my hair instead of "shampoo" my hair.
- Angel is the crazy cat man as usual. Sometimes he wakes up in the night to go and check on his cats. They're feisty tomcats that hunt their own dinner, Honey, not newborn babies.
- My Mom keeps asking, "Do you have (blank)?" when trying to make something in my kitchen, and then I say, "Mom! Why do you always phrase it "Do you have...?" It's almost as if you don't think I have anything! I have a real grown-up kitchen! I have stuff!"
And then she said, "Do you have a paring knife and cornstarch?"
And I say, "No...but I have a steak knife and flour! Those are good substitutes!"
So maybe it would be more accurate if I claimed that I had a grown up kitchen where creative substitution is encouraged.
- We're awesome at Dance Dance Revolution. Seriously, more than once, people have stopped at the arcade and stood there watching us for a couple dances because they're entertained by our steps. And we regularly create new high scores on the machine. Actually, we're not all that great at it. I usually play on the "easy" level and get an "A" and Angel usually plays on the "expert" level and fails miserably. My theory is that there aren't a whole lot of people who attend our local arcade who have actually figured out how to play Dance Dance Revolution, so we're quite skillful by comparison.
-I bet you didn't know that it's nearly impossible to find good scrubs for a man who doesn't wear L or XL. I always go to the uniform store with Angel, and I pick out which cute scrubs I would wear if I were forced to wear scrubs...but man, it takes forever for him to find anything that will work, sometimes he has to resort to special ordering pieces. One time, when we were checking out, the cashier said, "You know this is a woman's top, right?" Yes, we did. But it really wasn't obvious, it was more unisex, so he could get away with it. When you're limited to a very specific color, with a sufficient number of pockets, in one particular size--it's tough to find scrubs for a guy. And, the cuter women's scrubs get, the harder it is for him to find scrubs that look sufficiently manly.
-American Thanksgiving was yesterday. I bet you didn't know that! I know you're probably crushed that I didn't let you know in time to actually have the turkey dinner. I was too busy eating and playing games yesterday to blog, but I feel sadly responsible for your lack of information. Next year I'll commit to being more prepared and letting you know in advance that Thanksgiving will be happening on the fourth Thursday of November. This year, I'm most thankful for this big life change.
What do you think? Do I pull off "random," or not so much?