Tag: crazy

Late-night mental meanderings

And so I sit, bleary-eyed and worn out, on the bed, awaiting my mate so that we can read and pray together. Most days, I wonder when I’ll get back to sleeping enough and going to bed early enough again. Most nights, I struggle to fathom how I ever functioned without him in my life. And no, this isn’t a reference to sex – not in the least – but merely a reference to the time of day when we think over everything from the day, almost passively considering everything and regularly discovering how we truly feel about things. As we shower and get ready for bed, we contemplate life. I do, anyway. And my contemplations tend to be glorious these days, even when he does piss me off or I stress him out big time over something.

Post-a-day 2022

Nerd

Today, I noticed this on the back of a Golden Grahams box.

Grammatically speaking, it should read, “Remember the ‘80s” instead of, “Remember the 80’s”. See the difference? Well, the apostrophe goes before the numeral eight, because we are dropping the 19 from the front of the whole number (1980), and the number is referencing ten years as a subject, not something that is possessed by the number 80 (like a hamburger).

Well, anyway, I remembered how Malcolm Gladwell talked about how companies – I think he even said cereal boxes – bank on the crazy people who actually call the numbers on the ‘Questions or concerns?’ section of the box, because they are going to be the ones who truly notice things. And so, I turned the box around to see if there was a number to call for questions and comments…

Indeed, there was. And I called it.

After sitting on hold for a minute or two, I was connected to a representative who kindly accepted my grammatical information and then read it back to me correctly before forwarding to whatever team deals with the boxes and the words on them. He even asked for the cereal box barcode, so that he could include that in his report. It was awesome. And then we thanked one another and then parted ways happily and it was a ridiculous and awesome event.

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“She has two refrigerators.”

Duolingo has the greatest sentences sometimes. When someone read this one aloud during his Duolingo lesson just now, I cracked up. How absurd is that sentence? I thought…

And then, it suddenly occurred to me that it actually isn’t that absurd. The friend doing the lesson has two refrigerators at his house! My dad has always had two at his house. Granted, one is in the kitchen and one is in the garage. However, just about everyone in my family who has a house has two refrigerators.

Talk about bizarre…

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Sore feet

I finally understand why the wives in that Chinese movie in high school always got amazing foot treatments and rubs on the night their husband had chosen them for his nighttime pleasures… a foot rub is one of the greatest things ever for daily life. I almost never notice how sore my feet really are until I try rubbing them. Then, almost every time, I am blown away by how darn sore they are!

So, yes, I would like the foot rubs, too, please… minus the misogyny and polygamy and no air conditioning, of course. 😛

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Ouch

Yup. Still sore. Though, it has been coming and going throughout the day today. I slept loads better last night (though that still wasn’t very good overall), and my arms were improving significantly yesterday evening and this morning. However, when we had to run errands with and for my grandma, and then drive three+ hours home, being so sedentary in the car made not only my arms more sore, but also my legs(!). And so, my arms and my legs hurt now, and so look ridiculous whenever I need to brush or floss my teeth, scratch my face, push some hair back, and all that jazz. Ugh…

Whatever…

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