Friday, April 29, 2011

Sorrow can be alleviated by good sleep, a bath and a glass of wine.-St. Thomas Aquinas

I wanted to take a nice bath. As the tub filled I tried to light the candles (yes I know cheesy, but I like it) but I couldn't get them to stay lit. This is when I discovered Fiona had pored watter in each of them. So I had to replace them all. Finally I got them to light but by the time I was done I'd used all but one of the matches in the book. So now I've got this book of match. I don't know what I'm ever going to do with one match but I refuse to throw it away. I have the vague sense that I might find myself in a McGuyver moment where I need that one match to save the world. So I put it back in my medicine cabinet.

This is the way my mind works.

3 comments:

Greg said...

Mcgyver would be proud, and you're right you'll be happy someday when you least expect it.

Roses said...

Before you go to bed, you need to put a stick of gum with your book of match.

You know, just in case...

TK said...

She is the most creative child in the world.