Sunday, October 11, 2009

Mystery of the Measuring Cups

Here are two smart things I have done lately. Just little things. Little smart things.

One: While washing the dishes I noticed that the water was getting too hot. I also had the disposal going. So, I reached over and turned the disposal off. A few minutes later, when my hands were nearly at scalded level, I realized that turning the disposal off had, apparently, not been the answer to getting the water cooler.

Two: I got a new list of girls to visit teach the other day. I looked at the list and thought, "Hey! I share a birthday with one of these sisters!" Then I looked closer and realized -- "No, that is my name that birth date is next too. I share a birthday with myself. Fascinating."

And, here is something that has nothing at all to do with my own mental state. It is a MYSTERY (I wanted to write those letters all wiggly and mysterious, but all I could do was capitalize them). I am writing this mystery because I wonder if it only happens in my home (and in my mom's home because I baked plenty there and encountered the same issue). Somehow, 1/4th cup measuring cups always disappear and EXTRA 1/3rd cups replace them. Really. I have only ever purchased one set of measuring cups so far in our marriage. ONE set. Yet somehow I have THREE 1/3rd cup measuring cups. THREE! And the thing is, I never want a third cup. I don't know why, but I am only ever needing the hard to find 1/4th cup. Does this happen anywhere else? The only good thing about it is that when a recipe calls for a 1/3rd cup I always feel like, "Ahhh, that should be nooo problem little recipe!"

Perhaps some of you are actually missing your 1/3rd cups. My mom would always talk about the mysterious black hole around our house -- the hole that just swallowed things like one shoe out of a pair or a camera or keys. But, the hole didn't only take away, it gave. Just as one thing would go missing, another thing would appear -- a thing that belonged, seemingly, to no one.

And occasionally, when the hole was in a teasing mood, it would return something long long after it was needed. Years later you might say, "So THERE is that missing pair of glasses! How did they end up here in plain site years after they went missing and I bought new ones?"

Maybe these black holes are connected and my 1/4th cups are showing up in someone else's kitchen while other folks' 1/3rd cups keep zipping over to my kitchen?

Who knows. Like I said -- it is a mystery.


Karen said...

Oh Nancy.....I love this post!! I could have typed it myself other than I would have said I have always a need for a 1/2 cup and can only find 2/3 or 3/4.

Perla said...

it must be our black holes that are connected. i have lots of 1/4 cups but always have to guess on my 1/3s. wierd.

Tia Juana said...

I just bought a new set of cups so the mystery is no more for me. Although, I never lost any, its just that the first set of cups I had had 1/4 cup written on the bottom of the 1/4 and the 1/3 so I had to always guess which wasn't so hard unless one was already dirty and I had to remember what it was. Now that is a real mystery!

jocelyn said...

i love this post. you are so funny. i NEVER have a 3/4 or 2/3 cups. luckily, i do have a 1/4 and a 1/3, but it's really annoying to have to measure out the 1/4 three times in order to get the 3/4. i have at least three sets of measuring cups too. how did none of them come with a 3/4 or 2/3?

Mugsy said...

I only find this somewhat interesting after all the stimulating talk on FB of "good news minutes" in RS. Man I mean I could talk about that forever. O wait you can.

jami said...

ok, i love when other people have "moments" like yours ... i do things like that all the time, like the time i told my dad (i was in college) that my back window was loose and what if it fell out? because when i looked in the rear view mirrow i could see it shake. yes. the mirror was loose. so i'm glad when others have moments too. it's nice to know i'm not alone. :)

i hear ya on the measuring cups. how and why they disappear?? i just don't know ...

Kelly said...

There are way too many creepy things going on at your house.

Usually the only thing that happens to my measuring cups is that they fall then get burned and melted in the dishwasher.

My house is really scary right now because of all the spider webs. You would think that I decorated with them or something.

Good luck, I hope that your measuring cups don't try to murder you at night. That would be really freaky to wake up and see a measuring cup with a knife standing over your bed.

Why can't you and Meg plan a fun Halloween Party, not that I would dress-up or anything (maybe I would try but Dave didn't like my idea of me being his swim coach and of him dressing up in a speedo) it would be fun though wouldn't it?

Nancy said...

Kelly, why oh why are you so funny!! I almost cried of laughter when I read about the measuring cup with a knife. Why oh why!!

Anna Sanders said...

:) :) :)
P.S. tell Daisy, Goldie, and Penny I said hi

Nancy said...

Anna, you are a genius! Mike is supposed to tell me when I make mistakes, but he has failed me this time. Thank goodness you've got my back. I am going to go change it right now before anyone else sees it. I love you!!!

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