It’s a Good Thing My Head is Screwed On

Pad in Fridge

July 5th, 2014– Dear Secret Diary, it’s a good thing my head is screwed on (physically anyway)!

Not only that, it’s also fortunate that I didn’t snicker at Lorelei but rather felt only empathy and sympathy for her situation.  Why?  Not because I in any way think it’s important to be kind :-).  No, of course not.  Rather, simply because I knew that I could be and likely would be her at some point.

Indeed, two nights ago, I had trouble locating my pad.  Fortunately I found it next to the turkey meatballs and above the fruit… in the fridge.  Why, why, oh why Diary would somebody take my pad and leave it there ?  That’s just plain wrong.  But of course, I go to the fridge so often that it was only going to be a short period of time before I found it.  So maybe this wasn’t all that mean.

However, as I noted Diary, it’s a good thing my head is screwed on.  Otherwise, somebody much more dastardly than the pad thief would undoubtedly swipe my head and put it somewhere I don’t go too often– say next to the shampoo.

On the other hand, if I didn’t have my head, I also wouldn’t have much of a need for shampoo, would I?  So that actually wouldn’t work out too badly, would it?  Hmm.

PS: Diary, as I was about to publish this post, Chocolate Malt Shake (my wife) shared that she once left the phone in the fridge.

PPS.  If any of you are wondering how anything gets accomplished at the home of The Big Milkshake and Chocolate Malt Shake, I can assure you that not that much does get done.