Day Late Monday Ramblings from the Byrd Nest

As that great American Charlie Brown would say, "Good Grief!" I somehow misplaced Monday this week, which will be okay if a lot of you are like me and never know exactly what day of the week it is anyway. I would love to say I've been in Jamaica on vacation, but as the song writer said, sometimes time just slips away. But with your indulgence, I'll ramble now.

I recently saw in the news about a woman in her 70s in Memphis who was arrested for selling drugs. They called her the Drug Granny, and when she was arrested, she had five bags of crack in her pockets. They also found a substantial amount of cash in her house along with some other illegal substances. See, I knew there was life after retirement.

Why is it when you buy a bottle of fingernail polish, the brush attached to the top does not reach all the way to the bottom of the bottle? I know the idea is to keep the brush from smashing against the bottom, but as it is, it's very difficult to use the entire bottle of polish. There's no way to turn that stupid bottle and use the rest of that polish. Jeeze!

I went by the window of a chicken/fish place the other day to pick up something quick for lunch. I don't know about most places, but around here they combined KFC and Long John Silver's. I guess people didn't like the idea of the word "fried" so they became KFC instead of Kentucky Fried Chicken, which I don't think was really fried in Kentucky anyway. But I digress. On a sign by the menu board, there were advertising a new shrimp scampi dish, so I ordered that. The magic voice in the box said it would take about 15 minutes. So I replied that I did not want to wait that long or I would have gone to a real restaurant. I ordered another fish dinner. When I got to the window to pay, the magic voice girl said it would take 10 minutes to fry some fish. Now, I'm beginning to wonder why they even have these things listed on a "drive-through" window. So I said I'd just take a barbecue chicken sandwich. I knew before she said anything that this wasn't going to happen either, so I said, "Well, tell me what you have and I'll go from there." I got chicken. But in fairness to the good KFC people, I got the grilled chicken, and guess what, it wasn't bad. Of course, it probably didn't hurt that I felt fortunate to get anything.

I have some black coffee mugs that I don't use very often, but the other day I used one. My friend fussed at me once because he said he couldn't tell when it was full since the mug was the same color as the coffee. You know what? He was right. Coffee all over the counter.

I had to buy a new mouse for my computer the other day, so I got one of those without a wire attached. Of course, the Office Depot guy forgot to tell me that it had to have AA batteries. When I got home and finally managed to get it out of that plastic wrap that could encase a nuclear warhead, I discovered the fact and had to rob the hubby's alarm clock to make it work. Hopefully, the power won't go off until I get them replaced. It took a little getting used to, but I finally mastered the mouse. At least, I think I have, but as I was pushing the little rodent all over the desk, I thought isn't it odd that they can make something like this respond to a light, but they can't make it work without batteries. It's sort of like the genius who came up with the sign I once saw out west that said "When water rises, seek high ground." Well, duh! We've been doing that for years where I live.