Ever having day where you question your intelligence? Read my blog occasionally. Surely it will reassure you to know there’s someone out there a notch lower on the intellectual pole.
Yesterday I went to the store for some groceries. My list included salsa, so I picked up a tub. Helping me put my items away Rick noted the date on the salsa to be about two weeks out. Sigh. They should have a shuttle to the market for people like me. No matter how many lists I write, I either forget an item or omit one necessary for a recipe I’m planning requiring a return trip.
This morning I had a doctor’s appointment, a well-check, they call it. At the beginning of each year they look you over and see if you’re in need of repair. Good news! I’m still chugging along. After the doctor visit I stopped at the market to return the out-of-date salsa, pick up a new one, and get a few items for Rick. Setting the salsa in the cart, I shopped for a few minutes. While in produce I ran into a friend of mine. After exchanging a few words I went up and checked out. Turning onto the road to my house it occurred to me I’d forgotten to return the salsa in the cart. Are you serious? I think I should have had a brain scan while in for my well-check. Now I have purchased the same out-of-date salsa twice, providing my own the second trip, and I still can’t eat it. This seriously should make you feel better about yourself. Smile.
After a certain point in life forgetfulness becomes an integral part of the program. You open the cupboard to get the coffee in its usual place only to find the ice cream you ate for dessert the night before melting all over the shelf paper. After much searching you locate the coffee in the freezer where the ice cream should have been.
Rick’s favorite word lately is “whatchamacallit”. This because his short-term memory is not as good so when his mind is searching for names of people or places whatchamacallit is a place holder until it locates what it’s looking for. Last week one entire sentence was constructed with the word.
A friend of mine recounted a visit to Macy’s. Always carrying two pair of glasses, dark lenses for driving and her prescription glasses for, well, seeing. She exchanged her sunglasses for her regular glasses on entering the store. First stop, the makeup counter. As an aside I can almost smell this section as I write about it. There is something positively intoxicating about the look and smell of the makeup and cologne section of a high-end store, but I digress. Chatting with the saleswoman she made a selection and was handed a bag with her purchases. Finding nothing else she couldn’t live without she headed toward the exit realizing she’d left her glasses on the make-up counter. Backtracking she explained the dilemma to the lady behind the counter. Staring confused at my friend’s face the lady asked “are they a different pair than the ones you’re wearing”? Ach. Embarrassed, my friend mumbled it was her sunglasses she was searching for and hurriedly left the store.
We’ve all done stupid things. The ability to laugh at ourselves is important, because there’s going to be a time when it will come in handy, guaranteed.
It isn’t only with age I’ve begun to make an idiot of myself. It’s been going on for some time. In my late twenties I involved an entire security force at a mall searching for my car, presumed stolen. While tooling around the parking lot with a security guard in a golf cart I realized I’d forgotten I’d driven to the mall in my fiance’s vehicle. Shortly we located my fiance’s car in the spot I’d parked it in, waiting for me to remove my head from my behind.
Apparently these genes are potent because I’ve passed them on to my children. Picking up the phone this afternoon I enjoyed a rather lengthy conversation with my daughter. Knowing she’d been invited to a relative’s wedding shower, I inquired as to how it went. Surprisingly this prompted tears on her end. What? “You don’t have to tell me if it’s a sensitive subject. What?” Both she and her daughter purchased new outfits and shoes for the event to be held in a beautiful restaurant not far from their home. Uh huh. Looking forward to wishing the couple about to get married well, since the wedding was to be held in Hawaii, my girl was excited. Saturday she spent all day selecting just the right gift and card, getting her hair cut, and nails done. All good. So why the tears? Sunday she and my granddaughter got gorgeous, collected the beautifully wrapped presents, and headed toward the restaurant. Once inside they inquired at the reception area where they would find the wedding shower party. Confused, the hostess checked her books. She suggested they might look in church since the shower had been held the day before. Sigh.
Life will insist on throwing you a curve now and then. I think it’s for balance. As I’ve said before how will we appreciate the hot weather if it never snows, the lack of pain if we never experience, life if not for death. Keeping us on our toes for sure, it’s a fun ride nonetheless.
This was an interesting omelet. My mother is arriving next week. I have allowed my larder to dwindle in anticipation of shopping for food on the weekend. Opening the vegetable bin, I found two zucchinis, and a bunch of green onions. Eying the eggs I wondered. Hmmmm. Surprisingly this was very good. I put sour cream on top. Yum. Normally I would have accompanied this with a dish of salsa, but, you know.
Zucchini Dill Omelet with Dill Sour Cream
1 medium zucchini sliced thin
Salt
3 green onions, chopped fine
2 Tbsp. olive oil
3 large eggs
1/8 cup whole milk
1 tsp. dried dill
1/4 tsp. black pepper
1/8 cup feta cheese, crumbled
Slice zucchini thin. Place in colander and sprinkle with salt. Allow to sit for 30 mins. Rinse well. Pat dry with paper towels and then roll inside towel to squeeze liquid out.
Heat oil in large non-stick skillet over medium high heat. Add zucchini and cook until lightly browned and tender, about 8 mins. Add green onions, and cook 2 mins.
Whisk together remaining ingredients in mixing bowl. Pour egg mixture into pan. Swirl to cover pan and vegetables.
Cook until eggs begin to set. Reduce heat to med.-low, cover, and continue cooking about 10 mins. until set. Immediately invert on serving plate. Serve with sour cream.
Dill Sour Cream
1/2 cup sour cream
1 tsp. dill
1/2 tsp. lemon juice
Salt and pepper to taste
Combine all ingredients and refrigerate until ready to use.
Thank goodness we don’t take ourselves too seriously as far as forgetting goes. Ever had a day when you kept misplacing the same item over and over again?
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Tess, oh yes. Or walking into a room and forgetting what you went there for?? Do that one fairly regularly. 🙂
Indeed. Been there many times. Glad I knew my way back and then finally remembered what I was doing there. 😀 😀 😀