How do I begin?
Yesterday was a day of extreme highs and lows in Mattieland.
Let’s start with the highs.
My sister and brother in law (Julie’s parents) had slept over the night before so we had a lovely breakfast before they went off to visit their other children.
Also it was the day of Violet’s 67th ninth birthday party.
Julie was way overwhelmed so I offered to pick up the cookies she ordered from @THEtoughcookie, or Gail as she is named. Now I was really looking forward to this. I follow Gail on twitter and I love everything she writes plus Hello – Cookies.
Julie has been raving about Gail for as long as I can remember. Not only because as she says, she’s the Michelangelo of cookies but she said that when she met her she loved her.
That made this meeting a great responsibility. I not only combed my hair and put on lipstick but in order to not scare her I decided to wear, instead of my usual black, a maroon shirt peeking out from under my black jacket or as I like to say “a rainbow of color”.
Since I was driving and I had Rupert with me, she came down to bring me the cookies and she brought her dog with her.
Gail was everything I hoped she’d be. She was warm and pretty and I wanted to hug her. In fact I did. Also the cookies were like individually wrapped paintings.
Her dog was sweet and cute and the fact that Gail seems to think that she has regular ears says a lot about her. They were in fact exactly like bird wings.
We only spoke for a minute because she was working and I was on an errand of mercy.
As I was leaving she said “Have a good time at the party”
Since I wanted her to like me I said “Thanks, I will” rather than the truth which was that I’d rather have lit cigarettes put out in my eyes than go to Violet’s party.
I was feeling really happy when I got home. I think I remember passing my iPad and telling myself to plug it in.
That was the last I saw of it.
Later I looked for it and it was nowhere to be found. I looked all over my house over and over. I started at the door and moved outward. I even looked in the refrigerator. Nothing. I looked in David and Liz’s house and in the incinerator room. Since as I’ve told you often I only have about 6 marbles left anything is possible so I could have thrown it away.
I finally went to bed as sad as sad could be. Once again I missed dave. He would have taken me to the Apple store and bought me a new one immediately.
This morning Julie called and asked if I had found it. When I said no she told me to try the “find your iphone” app on my computer.
Do I have to tell you how this ended? The app finds your thing and then you tell it to make a beep and lo and behold you find your iPad in between the arm and the cushion of your lazy boy then you can be happy again..
I feel like my heroism in this was downplayed. I’m sorry, that’s just how I feel.
Thanks to my lovely friend Gail The Tough Cookie – who I absolutely love – I have discovered your blog…. I think I’ll stay for a while.
YAAAY, I’m glad to have you.
I’ve had the pleasure to meet Gail as well…and feel like she is a true friend from just that one meeting and twitter. And her COOKIES!!! Perfection!
You’re supposed to do that with your iPhone. Did you know there’s a new iPhone? xoxo
I haven’t met Gail 😦
But we will meet one day and I will hug her, too! She is amazing and I am happy to count her as a friend!
You’re in for a treat.
OMG, don’t know how I didn’t know about you before…