I attended the Library Christmas Party the other day--lots of food and good conversation with my peers, whom I rarely get to see. Glory, our new High School librarian, and I were recalling our pathetic library courses that we attended together. Between crazy teachers and fellow students who drove us and the teacher crazy--we managed to get our degrees. Glory reminded me of a fellow cohort that we both had in common and that she had a blog--so we could keep up on what was happening in her life. Glory promised to send me the link.......
The next day, (I had already forgotten about the blog--very short term memory these days) Glory sent me a message with the link for Shea's blog. Of course she had forgotten to imbed the link. So I messaged back that the link was missing. Here was her reply---in her own words:
"Perhaps I should actually PASTE it. I’m not always this scattered, although I’m going to tell you a little story that might lead you to think otherwise:
Last night after the party, I was at Price Chopper when a friend from my high school days called. I circled the store aimlessly chatting with her for the next 40 minutes. As I was putting away my groceries, I was stunned to discover I had purchase a $5.53 can of spotted dick! What does one do with spotted dick, I pondered on Facebook. Believe me, I received lots of hilarious suggestions! I even posted a photo, captioned—As I paid dearly for the spotted dick, I placed it on our mantle. (You have to know I am thrifty—instead of Heinz 57, I bought the Best Choice knock-off—59 sauce—so I could save two dollars!)
Have a great day!"
Priceless!!! I immediately posted back that I was going to friend her on Facebook just so I could see reply's to her posting!!!
Totally forgot about the whole event until I was in bed with my lover. (That would be Wayne, my husband, for those of you who were wondering.) Then the cackling and snickering just took over.
When I asked Wayne if he wanted some Spotted Dick--well, then the hysteria began. I couldn't stop laughing, and all these little scenerios kept running through my head. Needless to say, neither of us got to sleep very early. But I do have some great lines should I run in to any of my close friends :)
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Blogging again. Lucky You!!
I now have this visual of you and Wayne rolling around in bed cackling due to the spotted dick. Scary thought! ha
I heard noise from next door that night and wondered if Sue got her Christmas early!
All I can say, as usual, " Poor Wayne..... poor, poor Wayne."
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