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The Nat Pack: The super fashionable, super mod, super hip family consisting of Nat, Pete, Jakob, Brock, Troy, and Ivy. Like The Rat Pack, only younger, cuter, and not as rich or famous.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

If At First Karma Doesn't Succeed...

So. Trying to do some good in the world today. I went to Jakob's school to help the Kindergartners with their skills books. (A skills book is a little booklet the teachers made; each page has a different thing that they may learn during the school year. The kids pass the pages off at home, then pass them off at school.) My kids were being totally crazy while we were there, which isn't all that surprising. For instance, Troy set up a smaller chair in front of a bigger chair, climbed onto the bigger one, and jumped over the smaller one onto the ground. Nice.

But. While we were there, Jakob read "Green Eggs and Ham" to his class. Upside down, so that the kids could see the pictures. With no help. Such a smartie pants.

Decided to go to the store. I always end up picking the line behind the person that takes about a hundred years. This time, the lady in front of me had expired credit cards, so she was digging around in her purse for cash, and was about 50 cents short. I happened to have a couple of quarters on me (which never happens), and so I gave that to her. And actually, she had a Walmart gift card with a couple of bucks on it that she found after she was out of line, and gave that to me. Which means I actually was ahead in the karma situation there.

Continuing down the road, trying to be a good person. I stop to let someone pull out, as there was a huge line at the stoplight.

Get home, get the kids out, open the back to get the groceries out. And my peanut butter and spaghetti sauce roll out of the van. The peanut butter, not a big deal, but the spaghetti sauce shattered, and splattered. Kind of like this:
Awesome. My question is why isn't spaghetti sauce in a plastic container? Other things that used to be glass are now plastic-baby bottles, Tang jar... Anyway, I just hope the bad spaghetti sauce karma will end there, that hopefully I got all the glass shards so that my kids won't cut their cute little feet when they go out to play in the crazy wind. But if I think about it, it's like I didn't even buy it in the first place, because of that gift card from that lady. So maybe it was a good karma day, after all.

9 comments:

Mindy H. said...

Pondering the workings of Karma in the everyday events of life sure makes a regular day feel more important, in a cosmic sort of way. I think that connecting seeming unconnected events makes us more aware of our selves and of the people around us...and it makes for really fun blog posts. Thanks for sharing!

Mosers said...

Karma is bitter sweet isn't it! I have a great e-mail i got today I'm going to e-mail you!

Arin said...

Love the new header pic. Right now I have nothing else clever or witty to say as I am basically brain dead. Is this week over yet?

Amy said...

Sounds like you still ended out ahead of the game. The same thing happened to me a few months ago with the spaghetti sauce. Shattered. All over the sidewalk. Maybe I should buy the tin can kind, but the glass jars taste better. I need my Prego!

jomama said...

ooo, sorry about the spaghetti sauce! i hate it when things like that happen because the mess isn't really as big a deal as the glass shards! yikes!
BUT, i did want to say that m. came home from school today and one of the first things she mentioned was jakob reading green eggs and ham. she was very impressed. and now she wants to take a book to school to read!

Karlenn said...

Ugh, I HATE glass bottles. Our Bishop's Storehouse applesauce is in a glass bottle, and Dylan was getting it out of the fridge, dropped it, and we had applesauce and glass all over our floor. Grrr. So I cleaned it up, and just the top of the jar had shattered, and landed on the rightful bottom of the jar. So I scraped the rest of the applesauce out of the broken jar and put it in tupperware. When Dylan went to eat the applesauce out of the tupperware, there were a couple of pieces of broken glass in it!!! It was crunching, and he kept chewing, like, "Why is this applesauce crunchy???" I was freaking out. I had to rinse his mouth out and brush his teeth. And we tossed the rest of that applesauce. Sigh.

breymom said...

Didn't you learn anything from reading my blog LOL I swear we're living the same life sometime:)

Shera said...

That exact thing has happened to me before (the spaghetti sauce breaking on the floor, not the whole short change karma thing) and I have wondered why they have not switched to plastic. So I have started buying the huge jar of sauce that comes in plastic to avoid future accidents. With my track record, chances are the plastic will break one day too.

Shauna said...

Hope you have a super weekend!
♥ HUGS ♥