February 22, 2006

La Vida Loca

Proof I’m losing my mind…

1) I started the microwave to re-heat my dinner last night. When it beeped to tell me it was ready, I went to the microwave, opened the door, only to find the oven empty. I glanced down to find my still-cold food sitting on the counter.

2) President’s day is going to be the end of me. Not only did we drop off the twins at childcare, not knowing they were closed last week, I seem to be the only person on my block who didn’t get the memo that our garbage service would still be picking up the trash on Monday – even though they have never picked up the garbage on any other holiday. Thank goodness I have a year to prepare for next President’s day.

3) I have not been able to get the song, Horse With No Name, out of my head. MAKE IT STOP! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, MAKE IT STOP!

4) If my head wasn’t attached, it would be somewhere I wouldn’t think to look – like behind the dryer or on the top shelf of the fridge. For example, I currently have no pens in my office at work. I used to have dozens of them. I even bought myself a set of distinctive-looking pens so I wouldn’t lose them. Yeah, that worked real well. Yesterday, I had to ask someone on the phone to wait a second while I grabbed a pen. Then I ran to the office down the hall, grabbed a pen off of my co-worker’s desk, and ran back. I’m hopeful the caller didn’t think I was coming on to her – what with all the heavy breathing and all.

5) Andrea and I make “kissing noises” as we walk into a room the other is in. It’s a way of greeting each other in a loving way – even if we’re just walking through. Of course, we’ve now started to do this with the babies. Kissing noises happen all around. We’ve been doing this for years and I have never given a kissing noise to anyone else – until this week. Earlier, Grandmother was the recipient (which isn’t so bad). Yesterday, someone who I supervise came into the room, we talked briefly and as she left I gave a kissing noise. (She was already out the door and I’m 99% sure she didn’t hear me – because she has a great sense of humor and would have called me on it in a second – but it was still pretty embarrassing).

So, if this keeps up I might need professional help. A professional massage, for example, would be ideal. Wish me luck.

*kissing noise*


  1. I can’t help with any kissing noises, but I can get that song out of your head no problem.

    it’s a world of laughter, a world or tears
    its a world of hopes, its a world of fear
    theres so much that we share
    that its time we’re aware
    its a small world after all.

    Comment by Sarah — February 22, 2006 @ 8:09 am

  2. I put food in the microwave. When it beeps, I open the refrigerator door. (WTF?) I also found a cup of water in the microwave yesterday. That I put in there the day before to make coffee. I have to remind myself that I need coffee … that’s how much I need coffee.

    Comment by Becky — February 22, 2006 @ 8:26 am

  3. Oh, and here’s some more help on the song:

    Summer lovin’, had me a blast
    Summer lovin’, happened so fast
    Met a girl crazy for me
    Met a boy cute as can be
    Summer days drifting away
    To, uh oh, those summer nights

    Well-a, well-a, well-a, uh!

    (Tell me more, tell me more)
    (Did you get very far?)
    (Tell me more, tell me more)
    (Like does he have a car?)

    Comment by Becky — February 22, 2006 @ 8:28 am

  4. Hahaha. The microwave one is funny. Last week my co-worker put her lunch in the microwave, but forgot to take off the foil. Have you ever seen what foil will do in the microwave? And the smell is horrible. By the way, thanks Sarah, I really needed to be singing, It’s a Small World, all day.

    Comment by Melissa — February 22, 2006 @ 9:48 am

  5. I owe an apology to everyone except Matthew, who left ME with “A Horse With No Name”.


    Comment by Sarah — February 22, 2006 @ 9:53 am

  6. I’ll take “A Horse With No Name” over “Elmo’s World”, which is what’s stuck in MY head at the moment. Who wants to swap? I’ll even take “It’s a Small World”!

    Comment by Deanna — February 22, 2006 @ 11:23 am

  7. Whenever someone puts a song in my head, I reciprocate with one of the worst songs ever recorded…

    I remember all my life
    Raining down as cold as ice
    A shadow of a man
    A face through a window
    Crying in the night
    The night goes into

    Morning, just another day
    Happy people pass my way
    Looking in their eyes I see a memory
    I never realized how happy you made me
    oh Mandy

    Well you came and you gave without taking
    but I sent you away, oh Mandy
    well you kissed me and stopped me from shaking
    I need you today, oh Mandy

    Comment by Kemp — February 22, 2006 @ 1:38 pm

  8. I tend to put the food (okay, coffee) in the microwave, heat it up . . . and leave it there. Sometimes until the next day! Mmmm, yummy.

    How about . . .

    Her name was Lola
    She was a showgirl
    With yellow feathers in her hair
    And her dress cut down to there . . .

    Sing it with me now.

    Comment by Susan — February 22, 2006 @ 2:49 pm

  9. At the copa … copa ca ba na …

    Comment by Becky — February 22, 2006 @ 2:58 pm

  10. They just did “Copacabana” on American Idol, and I swear all I can hear was the “Star Wars Cantina” parody song…

    Her name was Leia
    She was a princess
    With a danish on each ear,
    And Darth Vader drawing near…

    Comment by Deanna — February 22, 2006 @ 10:18 pm

  11. Too funny! I usually get some song from my son’s tv shows in my head..something from noggin’s “move to the music” time. I frequently mess up when trying to use the microwave. Other appliances too. I took out the milk, poured a glass, all the while chatting with my mom and i put the milk away in the cabinet. Lucky for me, i noticed right away…

    Comment by kristie — February 23, 2006 @ 7:25 am

  12. Oh, Kristie. I’ve done that too. And I wasn’t on the phone!

    Comment by Becky — February 23, 2006 @ 9:47 am

  13. Like Becky, “Summer Lovin` from “Grease” is usually what goes through my head. And it`s a million times worse since my hub bought the fucking CD.

    When my oldest son was an infant, I went to the supermarket, loaded the groceries in the car, and drove away — leaving him strapped in the shopping cart in the parking lot.


    Comment by L. — February 23, 2006 @ 5:02 pm

  14. How’s about some Argent? C’mon, sing it with me

    Hold your head up, oh, hold your head up, oh
    Hold your head up, oh, hold your head high
    Hold your head up, oh, hold your head up, oh
    Hold your head up, oh, hold your head high

    Comment by Mr. Big Dubya — February 24, 2006 @ 8:08 pm

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