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04-16-2008 · 21 Comments
At exactly 11:15 AM, the universe tells me it is time for lunch. How does the universe do this? Well, you see…the sun rises and hits a certain point in the sky. At that point, its rays throw themselves down and ricochet off Helga’s windshield (Helga is my ‘burb - she’s sturdy like me) and pour through my front window where the glare is right at eye level while I sit and work at my desk. If I don’t get up immediately and go eat, I will surely go blind.
We just can’t have THAT, can we?
Some decisions are so easy; eat or go blind.
What would you do?
WHAT WOULD YOU DO?!!!
For those of you who recommend pulling Helga further up in the driveway, drawing the blinds, or moving my laptop to the kitchen table during this hour of divine intervention - HOW DARE YOU MESS WITH THE UNIVERSE!
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I would eat of course! My dogs start to get playful and start knocking things over at noon… that’s how I know it is time to let them out and eat lunch.
You can’t avoid what the universe is trying to tell you. If it wasn’t Helga, the universe would find another way to tell you that it’s lunch time. A dog barking or a passing truck. Or a giant meteor flying through your window.
Eat. We don’t want your house destroyed by meteors.
That’s Great!! LOL My grandmother used to call her car Old Bessie.
I would be keeping a box of cheezits or corn chips beside my desk.
These are healthy snacks, as they have cheese and corn in them, respectively.
I think the Universe is telling me that I need a snack. Chips, to be precise.
I would eat. Something healthy that hits all the food groups and then…afterwards, all proud of myself, I’d cut a BIG homemade brownie, warm it up and SLATHER it in vanilla ice cream.
Hey…let’s do that! Right now! Hehe.
Have a good day. ;)
I have a similar cosmic occurence reminding me it is lunch time - it is a 6 and 5 year old in half day preschool and Kindergarten whining they are hungry.
KEEP BELIEVING
You are too funny! :^D
Yep! 11:30am every Monday through Friday…LUNCH BUNCH (I teach 5-year-olds, so LB is the bomb). Not only do I eat my way to oblivion, it’s also social hour, or social 45 minutes. I get to catch up with my other co-teachers. We don’t do any work, rather we “debrief” from the morning surge of rugrats while peering at each others lunch plates.
Pause briefly to contemplate world hunger. Decide not to overburden to system by adding name to the list. Eat enough for three African villages. Take a nap.
I have decided every last one of you must come over at precisely this hour so we can eat together.
I have a feeling NO ONE would bring a Weight Watcher’s meal, but please someone bring queso and chips, or at the very least, dessert.
Never mess with Mother Nature.
Going blind wouldn’t be so bad….besides, Windows has “Accessibility Options” in the Control Panel.
Oh wait, you don’t run Windows on YOUR Mac!!!!
OMG! My ‘burb does this to me every day too! Parked in front of the shop at about 2pm. I could move her, but then she’d just do it at 1:30, 1…etc. By that point I’ve already eaten, so I’m screwed, huh?
you make me laugh - thanks for that ;)
First, I wish I could come up with a cool name for my car. Maybe because it’s a generic, not-so-sturdy or impressive Honda, it just doesn’t warrant one…
Secondly, my nerdy teacher vibes prickled at your last line since my freshmen just finished reading The Chocolate War, in which Jerry keeps wondering “Do I dare disturb the universe?” Awesome.
I really like the energetic vibe of your blog; you are hereby bookmarked.
About three in the afternoon the sun blares through my office window. I am quite sure that it is trying to tell me to go home for the afternoon.
Hoever, I do believe that my boss might take exception to me doing that. So I close the blinds and get back to work for another two hours.
Damnit!
I agree! Eating is of utmost importance!
I would totally do as you do!!!
I love that you named your Suburban Helga. I’ve got chocolate chip oatmeal cookies already baked but hiding in the cold oven where kids eyes can’t see them… Does that count? ;)
Oh hey, wanna name my car? :)
Hubby’s current “commuter” car is my very first car, aptly named “The Gutless Wonder” so we’re not exactly creative around here.
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I’m guessing that wasn’t part of the plan?
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