Cheddar cheese

As I walked home along the river late this afternoon, I wrote an entire brilliant, yet esoteric post. Unfortunately, it is not to be. It dispeared somewhere on Parkdale, when a craving for VERY plain spaghetti with plain old (canned) tomato sauce covered in cheddar cheese overtook my thought patterns.

This was momentarily interrupted when I reached the house. You see, I couldn't quite get the door to open. I thought it was locked. It turns out it was not locked, turns out I am just the kind of idiot who can't figure out how to open her own front door.

I will, however, spend 5 minutes looking out my keys in the girliest of girly backpacks that I wear home from work. I find the iPhone first and check it to make sure there are no text messages directing me to the pub or some other form of excitement. Nothing. Find the keys, I am fiddling with the lock as I simultaneously ponder "I wonder where they got to, the car is here" and "to unlock it goes in the other direction." Then I tried the door again. (I am all kinds of dumb today.)

But as a result of the simultaneous thoughts -- for those five minutes I forgot about the spaghetti, with plain canned tomato sauce and cheddar cheese. The Man greeted me warmly, The Boy was on the couch reading, I asked about his day but was told, by him, that he need to finish his chapter in his book for English class. 

The Man was busy in the kitchen. "What do we have for dinner?"
And for the first time in a while... I knew the answer exactly.

Comments

[delmer]

I have a lock that I can unlock to let myself in and then relock when I remove the key (something's wrong with the lock -- of four in the house this is the only one with the problem). Since the door always opens from the inside (a safety feature) I've unlocked the door, tossed my keys on the table, gone back outside, and then tried to get back into a locked house.

This only happened twice before I caught on and started checking the door before going out it again.

[raino]

thought for sure you were gonna say you were at the wrong house but no, that's something that happens to me and me only ACCK !

[XUP]

So, who made the supper? And were you able to retrieve your blog post after the spaghetti was eaten?

[Nat]

The entry is gone. Supper was a joint effort. (Given that it involved
boiling water and heating up sauce, it wasn't terribly demanding.)

[Jobthingy]

hmm.. that sounds good. now i want it

[Nat]

sometimes we need simple comfort food.

[Nat]

hahaha... it would except all the houses look different in this neck of the
woods.

[Nat]

My parents have some locks like that to prevent "break ins". Ironically,
it's caused me to break in more than once.

[Mimi]

Because we had an incident, about two years ago with a child unit locking herself in the house (on purpose) and locking us outside the house (again on purpose) when it was - 40 C we bought one of those number pad locks. Works wonderfully until the batteries die between pay days. Or if your Mothership can figure out how to get in, but has no idea how to lock it again and calls you to tell you such from HER HOUSE!

[Nat]

See this is one reason not get numeric locks... LOL.

[meanie]

i totally crave white pasta with jarred sauce with tons of parmesan about 1x a month. just so good.

[Nat]

I thought it was just me... let's hear it for comfort food.

[Kevin Spencer]

Ha. I'm glad I'm not the only one lock challenged. Mine was the opposite problem. I had a hard time locking my door the other morning. I was embarrassed and looked around quickly to see if any of my neighbours had seen.

[Mayberry Magpie]

We always keep the back door unlocked. My boy can never remember a key so it's the only solution. We live in Mayberry, of course.

And don't you hate it when the words go poof? I've taken to writing down snippets as best I can, but obviously you can't do that while you're walking. They most often come to me while driving (cause I drive two damn hours a day!). I've threatened to get a voice recorder but haven't done it. Maybe I don't need to be so attached to every word that comes my way. Maybe we keep a few, release a few.

[Selma]

You can't beat good old fashioned spaghetti with tomato sauce. Love it.

That happens to me a lot. I'm coming home from work on the bus and I come up with an idea for an incredible blog post that in fact would probably change the blogging world for ever. As soon as I walk through the front door it's gone.

I always come in the back door because there is a really tricky lock on our front security door that I can never open. It took me 15 minutes to open it once. I think the neighbours thought I was drunk!

[Nat]

Exactly the kind of thing that would happen to me.

[Nat]

I like that way of looking at it. :)

[whall]

I love it when a plan comes together.