Tagged for this by my Suki baby, who recently has begun twittering incessantly in French and therefore gets me all in a lather about whether my half remembered school college French will allow me to make twitter conversation with her.
Anyway, keep my apprehensions about my very rudimentary French aside, here are five things that disappear just when I need them.
1] The spouse. Guaranteed to disappear when required. Especially if we are in a store with me in a trying on infinite outfits and shopping for home linen mood.
2] The waiter at which ever restaurant I happen to be at if I want to send back the cold soup to be reheated.
3] The mobile. I have stuck my head into my bag or emptied out all the contents onto a flat soft surface more times than I care to count to find the damn ball and chain from hell.
4] Breathmints. The ones I always keep in my bag. Because I am so paranoid about bad breath, specially post a meal. And need to chew on something, even a clove to feel fit to go forth into human company without being terrified of slaying folks left right and centre with the fumes emanating from my mouth.
5] Sanitary napkins. I know I have stock in my cupboard. And will be sitting complacent in the knowledge that there is pack somewhere. And Aunty Flo will hit in all her ferocity, and I will mince my way gingerly to said cupboard to find that the brand new pack, has winged itself away to the land where the single socks from the wash congregate. Then I have to manage with makeshift contraptions, and run to the nearest chemist before I can stride out confidently again. Anyone solving the mystery of the disappearing sanitary napkin pack gets my undying gratitude and a lifetime supply of said packs.
And I pass this tag out to
Imps Mom
Gauri
OJ
Rohini
Moppets Mom
Haffun Gurls!
Cute post! Agree with all of them – mobiles have a way of diving deep into the folds of a purse,creating a mini-heart attack like situation before found!
You described it so well, a mini heart attack situation, especially in a situation where you are in the middle of the road, in the night, hanging on to a child who wants to run at top speed and you cant find the phone to call the accursed driver who has gone parked the car in Hades.
Oooh, what IS it with disappearing other-halves, waiters and phones? I’m constantly dialling my number to find out where the blasted contraption has ended up :-/.
Don’t worry about the French, it happens that way because I use Twitter almost exclusively for the French peeps. If something interests you, there’s always Google Translate! (How d’you think I get by, when the vocab falls short?)
Google translate eh? Okay. Thanks for that bit of useful info…
About those missing pads – I’m not making this up. I caught my 3 year old sister tossing each one from my mom’s pack from the balcony. With great joy.
I think I need to install spycams to check whether the brat has been upto the same.
Oy! A tag and an award!
Didn’t see earlier. Will do. Thanks, K.
OJ: YOu’re always welcome love.
i thought i was the only one who didnt find those darn napkins when you needed them! and then find them 7 days later! gah!!
cheers!
Abha: I’m sure the child has been flinging them out of the window on the sly.
Gosh I soooooo agree with the Spouse going missing JUST when you need him most. In my case, every time I call him to ask an urgent question or to rescue me from a screaming rikshaw-wala who cannot provide change, he is unreachable! Only times I reach him is when I want to just catch up (coz we can hardly find time to do that when at home) and then he says you just keep calling for no reason when I am in meetings!!!
Divs: Do you think it is a conspiracy by the spouses (??? Spice?) to keep us constantly in their thrall…
I was plagued with your last predicament for years before I just decided to leave a few of them everywhere. (still search for them everywhere) Sometimes they pop up in the most unthinkable of places and in unthinkable hands, but then that saves me the blues
LOL too good!
PhoenixRitu:
LOL, but it happens to be a woman’s thingie! The exact same things happen to be except the cold soup part!!
“mystery of the disappearing sanitary napkin pack ” sounds like a great title for a mystery novel!
Goofy Mumma: You think so? Maybe I should just get down to writing one…
hi kiran,
funny post. i am inclined to list out of 5 things which disappear for me. from your list i can take only the mobile. it is always buried deep inside my handbag.
Handbag??? Handbag???? Male handbag?????