I was tagged by Jen D for the Seven Random Things meme. The rules are you have to list 7 random things about yourself and then tag 7 others, directing them to your site to get the rules.

Here goes:
1. I have a fear of elevators. I can get on them and ride them, but any strange strange noises or unusual motions (like bouncing, swaying, etc.) can cause me to have a panic attack.

2. I lost 23 lbs using the Weight Watchers Flex Points system.

3. I met my husband on AOL in 1994 (before the vast majority of people even knew the internet existed).

4. I share a birthday with Tori Spelling and Wee-Man (from the movie Jackass).

5. I am an avid (rabid?) fan of Doctor Who. Ten is the by far the best, even though he does get kind of manic and shouty from time to time. I would have the biggest crush on him except for one thing–he’s too thin for my taste. No kidding, he’s a twig.

6. I am currently reading Terry Pratchett’s “The Color of Magic”. It’s funny. I really like it. I couldn’t get into it the first time I picked it up, but now I’m really enjoying it. I don’t read as often as I used to, seeing as how I’m not really able to knit while reading. I’ve heard that it can be done, but not by me at this time. Speaking of knitting,

7. I love, love, love knitting. I know this may be indicated by the very existence of my blog and hence not very random, but seriously, I love it. I can’t get enough of it. I would eat and knit, or bathe and knit, or do chores and knit, or sleep and knit if at all possible. I am seriously, severely obsessed.

So, no you know 7 random things about me. FYI, a Google search of “Seven Random Things” returned 1.98 million entries. A search of “7 Random Things” returned 73.6 million.


There are No Coffee Filters

About a year and a half ago, I bought one of those giant-sized bags of coffee filters at Costco. I think there were something like 500 in the package. I remember feeling pleased that it would be a long time before I had to even consider buying coffee filters again. I also remember a vague idea that I might become so accustomed to having coffee filters in the house that I’d probably forget to buy them when we finally ran out.

A couple of days ago, I said to myself, “gee, we’re running low on coffee filters. I guess I’ll need to dig some more out of the back of the cabinet.” Of course, I didn’t do it right away and I got distracted and I forgot about it completely. This morning, the children woke early (and I stayed up late). I put the TV on for them and stumbled into the kitchen to make a pot of Motivation. Filters? None. That’s fine, I’ll just climb up on this chair and dig them out of the back of the top-shelf cabinet. Shove the cookbooks out of the way, move all the rolls of aluminum foil (why do I have so many rolls of aluminium foil?), shove the cookbooks back to the other side, and start to feel frantic. How can we not have filters? I bought that huge thing. Where could they be?

Then realization began to set in. I’ve been awake for an hour. I’ve tossed all the cabinets my kitchen. There are no coffee filters in the house. We finally ran out and I had become accustomed to having them in the house, neglecting to purchase any more.

I have not had my morning coffee. This day is not going well.