Strange and Evil Forces - Beware!

There are strange and evil forces at work in my life. No, seriously. Things keep disappearing. And not random things. It’s the things I need, damn it. First it was my “Shell phone” charger. Then the charger for my Palm pilot. Next, battery charger for my special rechargable batteries that my keyboard and mouse devour, but more slowly than conventional rechargables. Today? My favorite special pants. The blue ones with the white stripes down the side.

It very well could be that I leave my cords at My Jessika’s house when I visit. You should always leave something behind so you have to come back. However, I’m pretty sure that I wore my blue special pants while driving home from my Grandparent’s house last week. Which means they are either in this house or I arrived in a mysterious fashion that did not include wearing any pants. As David didn’t react out of the norm when I arrived, I assume I was wearing pants. And now they are gone. What the hell?

I would add my prescription sunglasses to the list as I couldn’t find them for two days this weekend. However, they were wedged between the seats in the Murano. Before you even ask, I already looked there for my special pants. They aren’t there. There are strange and evil forces at work here, people.

Speaking of strange and evil, it is evil to need to leave the house at 7:45 to catch an 11:00 flight. And in reading the TSA memo about what is and isn’t allowed on the planes didn’t make me feel any better about it. I didn’t read anything about knitting needles being banned and as I’m getting on a plane on Saturday (and there’d better not be any snakes) to spend a whole week with My Jessika, I’m very excited about the not reading anything about bringing my knitting needles. I would be very sad if they took away my almost finished alpaca beanie hat. It’s a Christmas present. I’d be more sad if they took away my interchangable needles.

However, I did read that we can’t bring any liquid through security. But, that’s ok because we can buy it on the other side of security. But, wait. We can’t actually take the liquid we buy on the right side of security onto the plane? I see no carry-on baggage and hospital gowns in our future.

As an aside, I pointed out to David that he could bring breast milk, however he’d have to taste it in front of security. He found it curious that women don’t have to express it right then and there in line. If they change the rules, I see a career change in his future.