mjj (flemmings) wrote,
mjj
flemmings

Lost and found and lost and...

Dropped by the wine store yesterday to find their power was out and the clerks were hand-writing purchases on a pad. Located my wine in the cooler by the light of my phone and shone same on label and paper for the clerk, who thanked me for making things easier. Then wondered why none of the six people in front of me had thought to do the same. Perhaps a statistically unlikely number of the cell phone-less just happened to be congregated in one spot?

Just to learn me not to be smug, came home and couldn't find the pouffy hat I'd been wearing. Returned today and there it was, of course. Then went to local cafe, had pastry and chai, went out into sleet, and couldn't locate my other glove. Rummaged through everything, then went home making a note to stop by the dollar store and get another pair. Of course again, once back from visiting the aunt, glove emerged from the depths of the backpack.

Bro says mystery salter was son of Prof of Islamic studies. 'But why would R be out salting your sidewalk?' 'Because his dad told him to.' 'But why would he put so much?' 'Because he's a teenaged boy.' 'But why would they be salting *your* sidewalk?' (given that s-i-l has been feuding with them for two years.) 'Because I occasionally shovel his walk.' Yes well, so do I, and they don't return the favour for *me*: but in this case, probably a good thing.
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