Hubris.
In case you are worried that all your kind compliments may have given me an ever-expanding ego, No Worries, my friend…
I emailed several of my Annie Lennox+Sabina-From-The-Unbearable-Lightness-Of-Being inspired photos to The Husband. I got one line in response from him:
What are you planning to do with those pictures?
And this came only after I hollered at him across the room, “Hey, you never said anything about those picture I sent you the other day!”
“What pictures? Oh.”
Instead of wielding the knife I was holding at that moment, I actually put it down and picked up my iPhod.
Being able to channel my wrath this way actually helped me see things in a very different perspective. As soon as I typed it out inside my head, Click click click. THIS IS SOME FUNNY SHIT! I told myself.
Twitter has saved his life so many times if he only knew. I cannot understand why he has a problem with my Twitter obsession…
What is a blogger worth if we cannot live what we preach?
The other day I so smugly quoted Frank Wedekind
Any fool can have bad luck; the art consists in knowing how to exploit it.
Oh, I thought I was so witty.
Of course disaster struck. In the form of bubbles.
Did you know that Dawn dish washing liquid is blue just like Jet-Dry?
Did you know that the compartment for rinse agent is built into the dishwasher so there is no way to detach the thing when you need to, say, dump whatever was put inside out?
Did you know that adding dish washing liquid into the rinse agent dispenser instead of Jet-Dry is 10 times worse than using it instead of say, Cascade?
Do you like bubbles?
Did you know that it is a futile attempt to scoop out large quantity of bubbles with a bowl because you cannot easily dump them out, so light and fluffy?
Did you know that it took at least 20 rinse cycles and a mountain pile of towels to undo the bubble-producing power of Dawn inside the rinse agent dispenser?
The ordeal — I did not go to bed until 4 am — was made easier to stomach because the whole time I was thinking, “Wow. I need to turn this into a blog post!” totally channeling Frank Wedekind.
While I was on my hands and knees wiping the bubbles off from the bottom of the dishwasher after the Nth time, I was narrating my actions inside my head. I felt detached. Somehow it made the whole thing funnier. It got even funnier when I envisioned the narrations on silent movie dialog cards. Soon I was watching myself in a silent movie, accompanied by piano scores, running around, trying to stop the bubbles from oozing out in vain.
Hilarity ensued.
All this video needs is some nice music from the Twilight Zone series…
Yikes, what a mess! Love that you turned it into an old silent horror movie in your head.
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Yes. Blogging gives us this power of turning all disasters (the trivial ones, you know what I mean…) into happy bloggy material. WINNING!
Ugh…hate it when that happens.
Try sprinkling a bit of salt into the bubbles next time–
really helps with the “OH MY GOD THE BUBBLES KEEP COMING” problem.
Oh my this is hilarious and makes me feel better about my status update today “Last week I flooded my neighbor’s apartment because of a broken tub plunger. Today I opened the seemingly empty washing machine only to get my legs washed by a flood of warm water. What’s next?”
(visiting you from The Bloggess)
Yeah. Yeah, my son was 3 years old and thought he was helping us by getting the dish detergent and squirting it in the dishwasher at the back. Load up the dishes, and turn it on with it’s regular soap and BAM it’s a bubble party. I used all out towels that day, bowl, throwing the bubbles outside and eventually gave up and let the kid play in it. Like half a bottle. Looking back, it was fun, at the time, not so much.
It’s good to blog and vlog about the Lucy Ricardo moments in life! I had that happen to me about 20 years ago; I waded through my kitchen wielding beach towels and trying to stamp down the suds!
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Two things. First, I’m impressed at your wherewithal at putting a towel underneath the spillage. That’s using your noggin. Second, am I the only one who sees an erect penis in that slop? I see a new version of It Looked Like Spilt Milk just waiting for publication!
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It’s true. So many of my daily interactions are seen through the lens of whether I can write something funny about it. A lot of things that used to make me angry, now make me laugh.
I bet your floor was really clean after that… Does that help?
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I often translate things into funny stories destined for my blog. It keeps me from imploding.
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My SO put a teeny tiny (so he says) bit of Dawn in the dishwasher just before we were walking out the door headed to the airport for a trip overseas. We experienced the same impressive bubble show – all the while with him saying “but i only used a drop!” Yea. Didn’t end well. 🙂
Reminds me of an episode from The Brady Bunch.
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I have those exact same cabinets and dishwasher. How did you end up with hard wood floors when all I have is crappy linoleum? Further proof that the universe is unfair. As though I needed more…
I mentally blog my actions all the time. It’s either a gift or a curse.
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I can’t believe you didn’t get naked and strategically place those bubble puffs on your bits then send ME the photograph!
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I’ve actually had that exact same dishwasher mishap. I felt like an idiot. At least yours got some laughs!
I think everything needs to be turned into a post but when I try it always comes out wrong. s for bubbles in my dishwashe. I use this stupid supposedly all natural shit so basically all of my dishes just appear dirty all the time.
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That is how life keeps us grounded. It does make me stop and question myself, when I am in the middle of something and all I can think is “I should blog about this”.
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