Thursday, July 26, 2007

Randomness

Just call me "wrong way".

Sunday, Arkieboy wanted to go to church where our neighbors go. We had went there once before (last year, I think). I felt pretty confident that I still knew how to get there. Sunday school started at 9:00. At 10 after 8:00, I told Arkieboy I needed to go put gas in the car, and asked if he wanted to come with me, and head on to the church, or if he would prefer I come back by the house and pick him up. He decided to come with me. So, we go to the gas station, and are back on the highway, heading west out of town at 8:23. At 8:29, I'm making a right turn on the road that I was pretty sure was the right one. I know that I will have to make a left turn off of this road. We pass two roads, that I'm sure are not the right ones, and drive a little bit further. I tell Arkieboy that I don't remember driving this far down the road, and maybe this was not the right road. We turn around, and I get back on the main highway, heading further west. When we get to the N.T. bridge, I know I've missed the road somewhere, because we did *NOT* pass under the bridge the first time we went to this church. We turn around and head back towards town. I'm driving slow, and looking at each street sign, checking for the right name. I never see it. I know where that particular street starts, and drive into town to get on that end, and head back west. We follow this road, and come to a left turn. Arkieboy says that's the road. I say no, and keep going straight. Eventually, I see another street sign. Guess what? Yep, another u-turn, and we head back to the road Arkieboy said to turn on. Follow it to the end, which is back on the road we first turned on way up ^there^. Follow it almost to the end, which would put us back on the highway, so I make a quick turn onto the first road we passed earlier, that I was sure wasn't the right one. It wasn't. So, one more u-turn, back on to H.Road and turning on the second road that I was sure wasn't the right one. It wasn't. Another turn around, get back on H. Road, and we pass one road, that I just don't think is right. We're driving, driving, driving, and I *KNOW* I've gone too far. Turn around AGAIN! Decide I need to try that last road that I thought was wrong. Almost miss it, but still make the turn. It's the right one! Yay! Finally, at 9:20, we've arrived. Did I mention that arkieboy hates being late? I tried to spin it as being 40 minutes early for the church service instead of 20 minutes late for Sunday School. He wasn't buying it. I hate to be late, too, and am not going to walk in somewhere new, and not know where I'm supposed to be when I'm late, so we wait out in the car until a few minutes before 10:00.

After the services, our neighbor invites us to go eat Chinese with them, as several people from the church go eat at this one place after church every Sunday. The first time we went to this church, we went out afterwards with the neighbors to this restaurant. Arkieboy wants to go, so I say sure. As we get out to the car, arkieboy asks if I think we should wait and just follow the neighbors. No, I say, I know where this place is, no problem. I get out on the road, going in the right direction, and this road ends at Hwy ###. I have to turn either right or left. I go left, because I *know* where I'm going. To be funny, as soon as I turn, I say to arkieboy, Oh! I think I should have gone the other way. Ha! Ha! Ha! He wasn't as amused by that as I was. I pass a particular road, and know that I really should have turned right. I turn around and head back. I find the place. Thankfully, the neighbors haven't made it yet.

I had told the neighbor lady about my misdirection when we went inside the church. Somehow, it came up again while we were eating, so I told the amusing story again to everyone at the table, and then had to add the latest misadventure.

After lunch, we walked outside. Arkieboy asks if I know how to get home. Then neighbor lady walks up and asks the same question. Oddly enough, I usually can find my way straight home. (Ok, so there have been a couple of times when I couldn't do it the first attempt.)

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OK, I never thought I would see that.

I had to stop by the store this evening to pick up a particular feminine product. As I am walking down the aisle, there is this guy standing in front of the shelf where this product is displayed. As I get closer, he turns to me and asks if I can help him. Sure. He says "I need the pads with wings. Well, *I* don't need them, but..." He picks up one package and asks if they have wings. They didn't so I showed him on another package what the picture of the winged type look like. He gets what he needs, thanks me, and says he's new to this.

So... a man who will not only buy pads, but will ask someone for help instead of just grabbing the first package he sees before anyone sees him on that aisle. LOL.

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Reality Show message boards

It seems like so many of the forums are so slow this season. Is it because the shows all suck this year? (Seems like that would have more people posting, to bash the shows). Are we all just burnt out? Are people going somewhere else to post?

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Weekend plans

Arkieboy wants to see the Simpsons Movie. He wanted to go to the first showing, which is at noon tomorrow. I Fandango'd a ticket for him, and will take him to the office with me in the morning, and then drop him off on my lunch break. We may go see it together tomorrow evening. That will depend on whether he likes it enough to see it twice. Saturday, after I work out, we will go shopping for school clothes. I will also need to pick up door hinges. Anyone know anything about hanging a door? We were moving the couch from the living room into the bonus room for arkieboy the other night, and had to take the door off the hinges. We couldn't get it back on, and we couldn't remove the pins to try it that way, because the painters who painted the house before I bought it painted all over the hinges and pin. I went and bought some new hinges, but the holes aren't the same as the old one hinges' holes, and I don't want to try to drill more holes. I'm hoping to find some just like the old ones. If not, I will be calling a handyman company, and have them come out and hang the door back for me.

8 comments:

Glowie said...

Getting lost is so frustrating.

The pad guy is very sweet. Lucky woman he's got.

I was never a big poster in most of the reality show forums (American Idol and Rock Star ~and SYTYCD to a lesser extent~ being the exceptions). I remember why now.

I have assisted in the hanging of doors. Would you like me to come over?

arkie said...

You say you remember why now. So, why, if you don't mind sharing?

Yes, please come help hang this door. *smooch*

Bravie said...

LOL. I have a tendency to get lost. What you tell people is that you prefer to take the scenic route. *grin*

Swami said...

Good for you, persevering and finding the darn place!

I hate being lost. I have maps and map books in my car. I mapquest all new places. Tom laughs at me. He can drive to almost anywhere without a map and get it right the first time.

Hanging doors is a pain, that's all I know for sure.

Asrai said...

I hardly ever get lost, but when I do, it's bad! Bravo to you for sticking to it and finding your 'spot!'

I don't usually spend time in the tv forums. I read a lot, but have only poted in SYTYCD and Pirate Master lately.

Pad guy is a true find...lucky woman! Although my ex is an asshole, he always got my stuff if I needed it and couldn't get out myself. GF obviously has no qualms about buying these things as we have 5 women in the house at the moment...we should buy in bulk! Of course, we all use different products!

Glowie said...

I'm not really sure I can explain why without being rude (not to you just in general). ummm... just... hmmm... we reality television show watchers tend to get used to judging people based on their talents that we think it's okay to judge the people themselves. I'm not saying I'm not guilty of doing that. Far from it (I have very strong opinions about Dick and Daniele ~ thought I'm totally convinced it's scripted and I can't be convinced otherwise. ~ I miss James). So when there's a show that is aobut people living in a house who don't really have to do anything to be voted for or against, to be hated or loved, it just seems too irritating to deal with those message boards. I just think it's silly to argue back and forth about people you don't even know.

How's that door coming along?

arkie said...

I think I get where you're coming from... They forget to judge the people's gameplay, and judge the people themself. It's one thing to say that someone made a stupid move (like when Marcellus didn't take himself off the block when he had the chance), and quite another to make judgements and trash and bash someone because you don't like their physical appearance, etc.

The door? *sigh* We figured out that if we took the pin out, we could flip the one side over, and the holes all matched, but I have to take the hinges back because they won't fit into the grooves in the door frame. I had went to TrueValue to buy these hinges, and they only had three in stock. I'm going to get my money back on those, and then go to Home Depot or Lowes, where I should have a better range of items to pick from. If that still doesn't work, I'm considering replacing a couple of doors anyway, so will just add this to the list, and hire someone to come hang them all.

Paul said...

I'm a typical guy in that I want to find my way out of wherever I'm lost. Glad you stuck with it!

When LC and I went to Pittsburgh one weekend a number of years ago, guess who had to make an emergency run to the nearest K-Mart to get tampons AND pads, and sheepishly bring them up to the MALE cashier?

That also reminds me of the last time I saw my first GF. She was working in the lingerie department of a Macy's. So that I wouldn't look like a perv hanging out in the section, I made long loops through the store until she had a minute to speak . . . and show me her engagement ring.