Today is June 18, 2019
Join Now! | Home | Sign in | FAQ | Help
My One True Life by wayward heart
December 2011
1Vacation, Part 2
3The Creche (Photo Heavy)
4Standard Sunday
5A Lovely, Lazy Monday
7Random Christmas Thoughts (with bullets)
8More Christmas Song Chatter
9Billed For The Privilege
10Short Saturday Entry
11Miscellany (For Want Of A Title)
12Quote Du Jour // Happy Monday
13More Random (non-musical) Christmas Thoughts
15Sad Day, Sick-ish Day, & A Happy Christmas Memory
16Don't Call For Dead Woodchucks
17Christmas Tea
18Duck and Dick For Christmas Dinner
19A Businessy Day and A Quote
20A Quickie and A Couple of Maxine Cartoons
21Drenched But Drying Out
23Unexpected Gift
24Christmas With Family
25Merry Chrismakwanzakkah!
26Duck Soup
27Quote Du Jour
28It's Mommy and Patootie Time!
29Done For the Week....and Done In!
30What I Did On My Day Off
31The New Year Approaches

June 2019
May 2019
April 2019
March 2019
February 2019
January 2019
December 2018
November 2018
October 2018
September 2018
August 2018
July 2018
June 2018
May 2018
April 2018
March 2018
February 2018
January 2018
December 2017
November 2017
October 2017
September 2017
August 2017
July 2017
June 2017
May 2017
April 2017
March 2017
February 2017
January 2017
December 2016
November 2016
October 2016
September 2016
August 2016
July 2016
June 2016
May 2016
April 2016
March 2016
February 2016
January 2016
December 2015
November 2015
October 2015
September 2015
August 2015
July 2015
June 2015
May 2015
April 2015
March 2015
February 2015
January 2015
December 2014
November 2014
October 2014
September 2014
August 2014
July 2014
June 2014
May 2014
April 2014
March 2014
February 2014
January 2014
December 2013
November 2013
October 2013
September 2013
August 2013
July 2013
June 2013
May 2013
April 2013
March 2013
February 2013
January 2013
December 2012
November 2012
October 2012
September 2012
August 2012
July 2012
June 2012
May 2012
April 2012
March 2012
February 2012
January 2012
December 2011
November 2011
October 2011
September 2011
August 2011
July 2011
June 2011
May 2011
April 2011
March 2011
February 2011
January 2011
December 2010
November 2010
October 2010
September 2010
August 2010
July 2010
June 2010
May 2010
April 2010
March 2010
February 2010
January 2010
November 2009
October 2009
September 2009
August 2009
July 2009
June 2009
May 2009
April 2009
March 2009
February 2009
January 2009
December 2008
November 2008
October 2008
September 2008
August 2008
July 2008
June 2008
May 2008
April 2008
March 2008
February 2008
January 2008
December 2007
November 2007
October 2007
September 2007
August 2007
July 2007
June 2007
May 2007
April 2007
March 2007
February 2007
January 2007
December 2006
November 2006
October 2006
September 2006
August 2006
July 2006
June 2006
May 2006
April 2006
March 2006
February 2006
January 2006
December 2005
November 2005
October 2005
September 2005
August 2005
July 2005
June 2005
May 2005
April 2005
March 2005
February 2005
January 2005
December 2004
November 2004
October 2004
September 2004
August 2004
July 2004
June 2004
May 2004
April 2004
March 2004
February 2004
January 2004
December 2003
November 2003
October 2003
September 2003
August 2003
July 2003
June 2003
May 2003
April 2003
March 2003
February 2003
January 2003
December 2002
November 2002
October 2002
September 2002
August 2002
July 2002
June 2002
May 2002
April 2002
March 2002
February 2002

Drenched But Drying Out
December 21, 2011

One more day of work to go this week....

It was busy this morning, but quiet in the afternoon.

Here's a cute story from work:

Little S, who will be 3 next month, was playing one of the toddler computer games. She was coloring pictures on the screen by tapping the keyboard. The picture she was coloring (they come up randomly), was of a windmill.

Her mom, who was sitting beside her, asked: "S, what's that?"

And without missing a beat, S replied: "Golf course."

I chuckled. Her mom looked surprised, and told me that S had only been to a miniature golf course once or twice in her life.

Guess that windmill made quite an impression!

It was pouring rain when I left for work this morning. All I could think was "thank goodness it's not snow!" We have a 30%-40% chance of light snow showers from tomorrow through Saturday. Doesn't look like we'll have much of a white Christmas. If it snows, it snows. If it doesn't, that's good too.

When I came home from work this afternoon, there was a large-ish box on my front stoop. I've gotten almost everything I ordered, save for my new gloves, but they wouldn't need a box that big, so I guessed that it must be from Mom (and Brother).

The entire top of the box was absolutely soaking wet. The bottom was fine, but the top was so wet the cardboard had gotten soft. I guess the UPS guy must've dropped it top down into one helluva puddle!

Because it was so soggy, I decided I'd better open it and make sure nothing was ruined.

Most of the contents were OK (including all the shredded paper Mom used as packing material at the bottom...that was bone dry), but one item was pretty badly saturated (it was at the top of the box)

Naturally, it was the calendar my brother sent me. It was gift wrapped, but I knew what it was (it's so darn hard to camouflage a calendar). So, in hopes of salvaging it, I unwrapped it, put a sheet of paper toweling between each month's page, and laid it on the guest room floor right in front of the heat vent. I'm hoping it will dry out and the pages won't stick. They'll be water stained, but that's all right.

The other gift Brother sent me (which feels like it's a book) was slightly damp on one edge and corner. I stuck it by the heat vent in the living room.

Fortunately, the tin of bows (cookies, not ribbons!) from Mom was unharmed. So was the bottle of Brother's homemade liqueur. Sure glad that didn't break....and I don't mean because of the mess it would've would have been a terrible waste of very good booze!

It's ironic that the ONE item that would be damaged by water was right at the top where the box got drenched. Had it been at the bottom, it would have been fine. And I would've expected the bottom of the box would be more likely to get wet than the top. *shrug*

God only knows how the poor package got manhandled....probably like the suitcase in the old American Tourister luggage ads with the gorilla tossing it around.

In case you're too young to remember those here

And on that note....I'm outta here!

Login to select
your favorite journals


Visit my Forum

© Website Copyright 2011 by
© Journal Content Copyright 2011 by the Author
Terms of Service Agreement
Privacy Policy