A funny thing happened onto the way to the coffee pot and other mishaps

Every single morning I walk into our kitchen and turn on the Keurig which my husband has nicknamed the Kruger ( him being witty 🙂  Then I fill up the regualr coffee pot that will brew while I sip on my first cup of joe courtesy of Mr. Kruger.

Something tells me I need to do most of this the night before.

Why you ask?  Well more than once I have forgotten to put my mug under the Keurig spout.

Only once did I, in my early morning stupor, add coffee to the coffee maker without the filter basket in.  This only needs to happen once.  Crunchy coffee combined with cleaning out the coffee maker remains with you.

Just recently while I had coffee brewing I added water to that coffee maker instead of the intended Keurig.  It made for some weak coffee akin to dirty dish water.

Oh and I have, more than once, forgotten to put the actual coffee pot in the coffee maker while brewing coffee.

As I like to say, that is No Bueno.  🙂

A crunchy coffee morning 🙁


Paul suggested I give up coffee.  He suggested I do this before I actually had coffee one morning.  I should be sporting an orange jumpsuit but fortunately my coffee was waiting and I chose that 🙂

Other things I am known for (not coffee related)

  • Running around looking for my phone so I can check something while I am talking to my friend on said phone who calmly says ” I think it is in your hand”
  • Spending way too much time looking for my glasses, asking Paul if he has seen them and then finding them hanging off my shirt or on my head.  Paul, by the way, looked right at me while telling me he didn’t see them.
  • Frantically looking for my running shoes only to find them in my closet and I swear they were not there when I looked there multiple times.  I blame Gremlins…lots of gremlins.

And then there are a few more famous mishaps that will forever be remembered by my family and delightfully told to anyone who hasn’t heard them 🙂

Quite innocently as a child I put my green beans under my chair ( I hated veggies) forgetting that my beloved veggie eating dog was not at my godmothers house to scarf them up.  How I loved that dog for eating those awful veggies.  My mother found them and we were busted.  I continued to do it but made sure Spot the dog was around 🙂

The time  we traveled with our 2 small children from Miami to Naples, Florida  for my cousins wedding only to discover I had left the invitation at home and had no idea where the wedding or the reception was being held.  Somehow we found the event but I have no idea how.  Just for reference this was long before cell phones.

Or the time we took the kids to Jamaica and I took our 8 yr old son out on a kayak and got caught in a current and was going in circles.   I thought I could solve the problem by jumping out and redirecting the kayak manually.  It did not work and the resort ended up sending a boat after us.  This is forever referred to as the time Mom abandoned ship and left her 8 yr old son to fend for himself while saving her own rear end.  By the way I never let go of the kayak.  Paul conveniently and with great delight leaves that part out while telling the story of how Captain Jennifer left First Mate Michael to float out to sea.  Seriously???

And last but not least there is the famous early morning incident when I forgot to put the car in park after pulling into the driveway and then bent over to get the water bottle that was rolling around at my feet.  I could hear Paul yelling my name and looked up to see I was heading straight for the garage doors.

The brand new garage doors.

Despite my immediate and frantic efforts to brake the crunch of the car against those doors is forever etched into my mind as is the image of Pauls’ astonished face.  It is recorded in slow motion in my brain.   Our children love to do an imitation of Paul yelling my name and me crying.  Such a special moment.

Oh and when you do this the first thing the insurance company asks is how old are the garage doors.  Evidently people do this ON PURPOSE to get new garage doors.  Who knew?

There are times I am grateful that moments like this happened long before everybody took video of everything 🙂  Also a few incidents in college that need no photographic record.  Don’t ask 🙂

So there you have it.

You can’t make this stuff up and despite being the main star of all these mishaps I do love hearing the gales of laughter as they are retold at family gatherings.

It must an inherited tendency because my grandfather use to tell the story of my uncles going to the fair, drinking too much and then trying to pull the beard off the bearded lady.

MMMM..maybe not.

In any case as always keep triing but don’t crunch your new garage doors 🙂


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I was recently published in the book ” So God Made a Mother” ( you can order it here) and I am working on a yet to be named novel.  My six grandchildren keep me young and my very organized hubby Paul tolerates my very unorganized yiddle ( middle and youngest) self.  Opposites do attract 🙂



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