Tuesday's Great Easter Egg Hunt!

Okay, so it isn't Easter, but still...

Weird things have been happening around here. Remember how I lost my phone last week and my friend B___ went out in the rain to look for it? Well, of course the next time I was in his car, I, too, felt under the seat and all around. No phone. Got a loaner and then yesterday got my new phone from Telecom. Then, I got a phone call from B___. Seems that when he was coming to work, he was, shall we say, driving "aggressively" and my old phone slid out from under the seat!

Then, over the weekend, I stopped at Farmer Jack's and bought a dozen eggs, milk and few more items that all fit in one bag. I took them into the house and carefully set them on the counter, because the quart carton of milk was tipping over. I put the groceries away, reminding myself to take the dozen of eggs out of the carton and put them in the carton that holds 18 eggs, because there were still some eggs in there. (I normally buy 18 eggs in a single carton, bring them home and immediately hard boil 6 for snacks or whatever. Those go in a 12-egg paper carton that has "Hard Boiled" written on it in magic marker and sit nicely on the 18-egg foam carton.) Then I went about my business.

But, when I made my catfish Monday night, I took out the 18-egg carton and there were only 4 eggs in it. "Oh, I must have never put the new eggs in here," I thought. So, I looked in the fridge and... NO EGGS! NO NEW 12-EGG CARTON!! NOTHING!!!

I mentioned this to my friend when we were at lunch Tuesday and he suggested that, based on the phone and now the missing eggs, I may have unknowingly developed the power to transport objects into another dimension for a short while, so they might just come back, like the phone did. His alternative suggestion was based on his observation that his wife occasionally gets distracted while putting groceries away and puts thing in the wrong, or odd, places. So, maybe I should look around the kitchen before they start to stink.

Good advice! So, even though I CLEARLY remember putting them in the fridge along with the milk (which is still there), when I got home I started opening cupboards, drawers, the oven, the oven drawer, the microwave, all the doors in the hutch, etc., etc., etc. STILL NOTHING! I might have suspected Scruffy if he liked eggs, but he doesn't.

I guess I'll just have to wait until they materialize again...

We had terrible thunderstorms during the morning, then again late afternoon. In fact, Jeremy called me and said they were talking about golf-ball sized hail in Redford and was everything okay? I told him I hadn't seen any hail, but it was sure pouring rain.

I had to use up some mushrooms, so dinner was a small steak, topped with said mushrooms and fried onions and a baked potato. I watched some TV, then switched to reading until bed time.