The incense story or how I made a fool out of myself

Der Bingle sent me an incense burner shaped like a teepee; it was from him and my good friend NaPoo.

And here is a picture of the teepee:

Along with this, they sent some scented wood samples:

Now, look inside the box and see how things are packaged and labeled.

Because this is an open package, the little logs are not so tightly squeezed together that they appear as one big rectangle. I was on the phone with Der Bingle, reading off the samples and  said, “Holder wood, alder, mesquite . . .”

Later when I slit the plastic, I realized the holder wood was actually a holder for the incense made out of terra cotta.

As my good friend Grover would say, “I am soooooo embarrassed.”

Yesterday belched

I did more cleaning yesterday – in an uncharacteristic rut, I guess. Or maybe I didn’t clean and when people come over and gasp, “I thought you were cleaning,” I will say that I had but the dogs and kids went wild and oh, well, this is what it is back to.

Then I went to the store and got a call that Alison, who was working her shift at the hospital, had succumbed to low potassium again and was in the ER. Of course, this day was the one that Colin had come back for a fall break visit.

It occurred to me to walk over to the walk-in freezer area and tell them I needed an emergency suspended animation . . . but I went home instead.

And this morning Summer has just come over to say, “I need socks.”