no twinkies in heaven after all

Last winter’s post about Twinkies

I heard on the radio today that folks were lining up outside of a local Hostess outlet store.  They wanted Twinkies.  They wanted to buy Twinkies and sell them on ebay.  There was talk about who would eat The Last Twinkie.

As much as I love Twinkies, I would rather have heard more information about Benghazi and the mysterious lies that surround the deaths of four Americans.  I wonder if we will ever know the truth.  I worry that we won’t.  I worry that truth doesn’t matter anymore.

But I’ve been in that kind of mood this past week, worrying about things.  My beloved old printer has died (after time-consuming paper jams and driver updates), my computer has crashed, my backup software and back up hard drive have been unavailable, my internet inoperable.  Things I’ve ordered have been shipped in error, coupons don’t work, communication–by email or telephone or in person–is disjointed at best.  I have cried more this week than I have in three years.  There have been so many strange little things that have gone wrong, day after day.  I have a strange earache; I smacked my forehead into the glass table by my bed yesterday morning while trying to get up.  I had a weird allergic reaction to coconut oil.  Banjo Man is afraid and says I have a hex on me.  He is sort of not kidding.

The paring knives and scissors are off limits.  Seriously.

I stay holed up in my office and look forward to Thanksgiving.

My Writer Friend Sharon says this is astrological, something to do with something in “retrograde”, that it will continue for three weeks.  I hope like hell she is wrong.  But she gave me some dark chocolate-cream cheese-raspberry brownies today, along with the astro-info.

And they were better than Twinkies.

 

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8 Responses to no twinkies in heaven after all

  1. Ellie says:

    I need that astrological info…….I have been put on high blood pressure medication. I guess it was time…I was holding out and finally gave in but not happy about it. I am so very thankful for my friend the mandolin. It keeps me sane.
    Hang in There My Friend…..DMP

  2. I’m sorry. But consider the alternative, a stroke. 😦 We want you singing, dancing, and playing your mandolin for a long time. Have fun at the movies tonight.

  3. Connie says:

    There’s some bad Karma going on here. I have come down with laryngitis. Jon doesn’t seem to mind that I’ve lost my voice. Go figure. Stay positive! We will all be better by Turkey Day! Eat more dark chocolate. You might want to try it with a shot of your best whiskey!

    • Laryngitis before band practice?????? Say it isn’t so!! I recommend tequila. With honey. Banjo Man brought home a bag of dark chocolate chips for me today, but I’m going to try a margarita first. Won’t cure my earache, but I might be more cheerful. Hope you feel better soon.

  4. Sharon says:

    Mercury in Retrograde Nov 6-26, though the effects are felt a few days before and after.
    It happens 3 times a year for about 3 weeks each time. Every thing is slowed down causing havoc. Mercury governs communication, clear thinking, truth, electronics, travel. Never start anything new during this period, never sign a contract, buy electronics, there will be misinterpretations of what was said in conversations, travel goes awry, computers crash. It’s a good time to become a hermit. Reflect, rewrite, clean your house, visit with old friends/lovers, finish things you started a while ago: home improvement project, love affairs, books. Next Mercury in Retrograde is Feb 23-March 17. Good luck. If you were lucky enough to be born during a Mercury in Retrograde, you don’t feel the effects as much. In fact, you may feel everyone around you is going crazy. You’re right, they are!

    • Thanks for the details, Sharon. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t experienced the insanity of the past two weeks. Yesterday even the GPS went manic and I had to stop for help at Staples on the way to Providence. On the way home I mistakenly popped the hood latch while trying to release the emergency brake. Nothing like a flapping hood going 65 mph on the interstate at night…

  5. Sharon says:

    Glad to be of help with the brownies. This MIR started in Sagittarius. Perhaps that’s why you are particularly hard hit with the symptoms. Or, now that you’ve slipped into your Act III, it’s a way of life. 🙂

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