Saturday, September 11

my mother's daughter

growing up we used to always tease my mom because she's kind of like dory from Finding Nemo. she loses things and forgets stuff pretty fast. ha ha like this one time she started freaking out because she couldn't find her phone or her glasses or something and my dad kindly said:


'now. will you do us a favor? look in your purse before you freak out about misplacing things before ask you ask us where it is.'


half smiling half glaring at my dad, my mom dug into the bottomless pit she calls a purse and sure enough she found whatever it was that she was looking for.


if you recall, and you probably do because doesn't everyone memorize my facebook statuses? about two maybe three weeks ago i posted this as my facebook status:  


keri ranzenberger has broken her facebook fast after one week due to the fact that she has lost her phone and needs to feel connected somehow. the phone is really gone - no where to be found. i feel naked and alone and cold and hungry and i don't know what to do with myself. if you want to contact me, you can't.




8 hours later it was this:


keri ranzenberger found my phone!!! i'm not telling you where it was.




it was in my purse. 
i don't know if it's karma for always teasing my mom, my old age, or genes but i lose/forget everything. [i have since lost my phone a second time. i left it in the bathroom in the jfsb and found it later that day because some kind person took it to the janitorial closet] i blame A.D.D which i haven't technically been diagnosed with but my dad is a doctor and so is my sister which pretty much makes me one so - i think i have it. 

anyway ... today i went to wal-mart to buy an auxiliary cord for my cd player in my car. i was really excited about this because the same crappy mix that i burned last spring is still in my car and i'm getting really sick of the song 'baby' by justin beiber [that song is catchy but i sure am tired of it] as it turns out the cord didn't work. lame. i tried several things to make it work. i turned it on and off, pushed like a billion buttons, took the cd out, i just couldn't find the auxiliary setting on my cd player. i had to return the cord. whatever. 

my cd player has been giving my problems anyway like sometimes it doesn't eject the cd and i thought maybe it broke because it wouldn't play the cd and was stuck on the radio. first the auxiliary cord doesn't work and then my stupid cd player just stops working on me.  


i was so irritated.


 so i'm driving home as these thoughts go through my head: i just got paid, i need music in my car, i'm frustrated and something that helps me feel better is spending money ... oh look there's best buy!

suddenly keri finds herself staring at a giant wall with at least a dozen car stereos in the middle of best buy. i looked at them for a while and came really close to buying one, but if i have learned anything from my dad [besides to look in my purse before i freak out about losing something, which obviously hasn't sunk in] it's that impulsive buying is bad. so ... i walked out of best buy empty handed and proud of myself.

on the way home i couldn't find a clear radio station so i finally turned it off. i pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex and tried to eject the cd that my cd player refused to play but it wouldn't even do that for me. so i pushed eject again, and then it dawned on me . . .

i slowly turned my head toward the passenger seat and there it was. my over played mixed cd that i have been listening to since last spring was sitting on the passenger seat. i never put it back in the cd player. 


why am i the way i am?!

thrilled and  a little bit embarrassed i listened to the whole first track and laughed to myself alone in the car. in the last 2.5 months i have misplaced my wallet [twice] purchased a plane ticket for the wrong date, misplaced my phone [three times] i'm sure i've lost my keys a million times and today i thought my cd player was broken because i forgot to insert a cd. 

i could blame a lot on lack of sleep, concentration issues, i'm easily distracted, all of which usually true about me ... but i think it really just comes down to one thing. 

i am my mother's daughter.

1 comment:

  1. remember how i read that post about your tooth to my dad and we laughed for like 15 minutes...so I read this post to my roommate...we love you:)

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