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Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes.


Theme Thursday already? And the theme is what? Man, I'm almost of a mind to cheat and run with (wh)OOPS I haven't done a Theme Thursday post!

Indeed, I could run with that notion and post this picture with the caption and here is Hobart's sunny eastern shore, knowing full well that a thick blanket of fog means that you can see nothing of the sort. [To get an idea of what I'm talking about, this photograph was taken from the same location on a clearer day.]

But back to the topic. Alas, the past few weeks I have myself been exhibiting a – child-enhanced – dementia-like propensity to misplace or forget things. The list is formidable:
  • One bag of fruit and vegetables (a capsicum, two oranges, three mandarins, two carrots and an enormous swede);
  • One wallet left on the bust (retrieved, sans cash);
  • One carton of rice milk put in the microwave, and one cup of rice milk correspondingly put in the refrigerator;
  • [and most seriously] One wedding ring that I increasingly suspect went down the bathroom drain.
So you know, after all, perhaps [wh]OOPS isn’t such a bad topic after all...

Comments

Brian Miller said…
wow. hope you find the ring. lost mine for a couple months years ago. bank examiner found it when he did his annual audit in a customer file. happy TT!
Jaime said…
hope you find the ring. hubby lost his for a couple weeks right after we first got married. it fell inside a file he had been carrying. one of his coworkers found it when they were prepping the case for trial
Maria Verivaki said…
incredible how the mist clouds your view entirely - the vessel looks as though it's sailing on sand rather than sea!
magiceye said…
fabulous shot!
yamini said…
The shot is awesome!!! as usual.

Well as for forgetting or misplacing things, we all have our dark days, dnt worry you will find the ring soon. Although, I must say, losing such an object is a little trickier than losing a bag of fruits or vegetable, :-))
yamini said…
The shot is awesome!!! as usual.

Well as for forgetting or misplacing things, we all have our dark days, dnt worry you will find the ring soon. Although, I must say, losing such an object is a little trickier than losing a bag of fruits or vegetable, :-))
Mo said…
Oops. Are you recovering from the last oops? Bet that one cost you plenty.
Wings1295 said…
Hope you find your ring! My son lost his wedding band playing catch this weekend, in either of TWO fields of grass. Amazingly, my younger son spotted as we were all out searching! Lucky day, maybe you will have some luck, too. :)
Leah said…
Ah, now this rings a bell for me!

Like apparently so many others, I lost my engagement ring. For over a year it was missing. And when the man came to haul away the old fridge, and replace it with a new one, there it was, sparkling cheerfully amidst the dirt under the fridge!

What a relief...
Hi Kris, I'm constantly doing child related Whoops. I have a whole short list of them on my post and the rest can fill an entire Encyclopedia Britannica. Don't be too hard on yourself.
Ronda Laveen said…
You left your wallet on the "bust"? (See #2) Freudian slip or is this a "Find the Hidden Oops" post?

Gee, why didn't I think of that sooner!
Whoops (and ouch) on the wedding ring! Hope you found it lol

Happy TT
xoxo
Tom said…
that's some rough whoopses, but glad you got wallet back!
freefalling said…
If you've misplaced your bag of fruit somewhere in the house - I expect you will find it soon enough -
once that giant swede starts to ferment.
Baino said…
Your wedding ring went down the drain? Must be a big plughole! That happened to my friend on his honeymoon,they were in a campervan in BC and the ring ended up in the sullage. He didn't have the courage to fish it out and hasn't worn one since!
Cuppa Jo said…
Holy crap! The difference in photos is amazing. The one for this post is quite stunning.

You know I think this forgetfulness thing might be an international problem. There's many people over here having the same problems. Maybe it's the swine flu!
The Silver Fox said…
I, too, lost a ring once... over 25 years ago. A beautiful onyx ring that my mother had bought for my father. To this day, I haven't had the nerve to tell my mother or my sister that it's gone. So sad.
Sandra Leigh said…
Ooh - rough week. I hope things turn around for you very soon.
Mrsupole said…
Oh I do so hope you find your ring, my hubby lost his and never found it, but it is okay since he would not be able to wear it at work. So we got another one and he cannot wear it. It just sits cause we always forget about it. I do hope you find the fruit before it starts to stink too much.

Great picture.

Hope this weekend goes better for you and may you have a blessed week coming up.

God bless.
Kris McCracken said…
Brian, still no sign of the ring. I shall ring my accountant!
Kris McCracken said…
Jaime, I am reasonably certain that it came off inside the house.
Kris McCracken said…
Mediterranean Kiwi, we had another lovely misty morning today!
Kris McCracken said…
Magiceye, thanks!
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I like it.
Kris McCracken said…
Mo, I may have to spend some money.
Kris McCracken said…
Wings, I need to get them down to Tasmania.
Kris McCracken said…
Leah, now I’ll have to move the fridge!
Kris McCracken said…
Liza, won’t somebody think of the children?
Kris McCracken said…
Ronda, damn bust!
Kris McCracken said…
Marianna, not yet :(
Kris McCracken said…
Tom, it was some relief.
Kris McCracken said…
Freefalling, no, the groceries were on the bus too (different day). I’ve been very tired.
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, it was big enough!
Kris McCracken said…
Cuppa Jo, it is worse than swine flu!
Kris McCracken said…
The Silver Fox, I can’t say that I blame you!
Kris McCracken said…
Sandra, well, I was laid up sick on the weekend...
Kris McCracken said…
Mrsupole, I shall replace it if it is not found.
Kris McCracken said…
WHO HAVE I MISSED?!?

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