We have a major catastrophe.
Major.I cannot find the bag of chocolate chips. I swear when we did this major stock up trip to Costco that we bought a 10lb. bag of chips. I remember the moment vividly as Robert and I had a conversation about it.
I said, "No honey, I think we have enough."
And I'm sure he gave me that look that says, "Darling, is enough ever enough?"
And I said, "Why no, snookums, you're right. Let's buy another bag."
And then we came home and DH put them away and I. can't. find. them!!!!
I used the last of our current bag last week when I made cookies. I wasn't even disturbed to be emptying the bag because I knew I had another 10lb. bag somewhere. I looked in the garage - no luck (no dead rats either). I tore apart our pantry but the big bucket that says, "salt," actually holds salt. Same with the ones labeled pasta and flour. What is up with that? I was hoping that one of them was filled with chocolate chips in disguise but no such luck. I even checked the freezer thinking that we put the there for some odd reason. No. Nada. Just chicken and pork sausage. And vegetables. Seriously?
Where are the chocolate chips?Finally, I called Robert. At work. You have to understand that I am not ever supposed to call him there. They don't like it. The children must be bleeding from an artery or the house on fire before I make that call. But I did because this is so an emergency.
"Robertwherearetherechocolatechips?" Just like that because I'm so frantic.
"We didn't buy any because you said we had enough."
"No. No. You didn't listen to me and we bought them anyway."
"No we didn't."
"We didn't...." Feeling tears welling in my eyes.
"Nope."
"Well why did you listen to me????? Don't you know you aren't supposed to listen to me?!?!?" slightly enraged because, really, this is all his fault. He knows my addiction. He knows!!
"Maybe next time you should listen to me when I suggest we buy something."
"Fine."
Silence. Sinking in that just maybe,
maybe, he doesn't think this is the emergency I do and that maybe,
just maybe, I shouldn't have called.
"Sorrytobotheryoubye."
"Bye." I think I heard him laugh.
So that's it. No chocolate chips. And I'm cheap. Have I mentioned how cheap I am? I refuse to go to Safeway and spend $2+ on a 12oz bag of chips when I can get 10lbs (10 POUNDS!) at Costco for $15. Nope. Can't do it. But I have to have the chips. But they're expensive. But I have to have chocolate. No, Maraiya, you will survive. But....NO....But....
I'll be going on like this for the next few days until I go to Costco or fly to Juneau and Mia shares her stash.
BTW, my birthday is coming up and donations are always accepted (remember I like the dark stuff - no milk chocolate please!).
I am leaving this morning at 4:30am, driving almost an hour to the airport, checking in (making sure to have all checked baggage less than 62 linear inches and less than 50 pounds) and getting myself and 3 children through security. Let's not discuss the four hour layover in Seattle nor the lack of food on any of the planes and the fact that our morning flight will be during breakfast time and that our later connection will be over the lunch hour. Oh and I can only take beverages purchased on the far side of security on board with me. ($10 for a bottle of water anyone?) I spoke with an airline representative who seemed perplexed with all my snack and beverage related questions. "They will have beverage service on the plane," she said. "Yes," I replied, "but young children don't tend to go by your schedule." I already had to throw away the snack pudding (meaning I fed it to my children for their afternoon snack a few days ago) I purchased as it is a gel and over 3 oz each (3.5 to be precise). And let's also not discuss the fact that I am doing this spouseless after having him back for only five days.
