That Karma bitch seems to be on vacation. A few years ago I decided that Karma mistook me for someone else, and started firing away. I think she may have married Murphy of Murphy's Law fame, and they both just let it fly. This weekend, however, they both seemed to have been on a hiatus; Sunday in particular...

Annie and I slept in to the sinful hour of nine. We got up and got busy. Well, I got busy with house work, she got busy dressing stuffed animals, and using scissors to modify Barbie clothes to fit small animals and horses. I was changing light bulbs in the deck lights. This includes taking out two tiny screws that hold up a huge glass shield. Yes, I ended up dropping screws. But I found them. That is unheard of around here. Alright, I lost one, but I know where it is if I choose to venture under the deck. However, I found three screws that had fallen out of my PJ pockets and I was sure they had fallen under the deck. After I gave up on searching for them, I found them. I can do without one for now.

Three days before I lost the bottom of my retainer. Yeah, I know I'm a teenager and have to have a retainer when I sleep. Deal with it. It's not like you see me then. I had knocked the container off the nightstand and they went flying. Annie and I both scoured the floor. We looked in every conceivable and inconceivable place. No dice. When I was changing the bedding, I decided to try again before I called the orthodontist. The puzzle went through my head, and I graphically put together possible scenarios. Sure enough, there it was. It was hidden behind the corner of the nightstand between the edge of the area rug and the wall. It fit perfectly and secretively in that inch and a half of space.

The best one was the DirecTV HD DVR. Friday it puked all over the chest of drawers and died. It would not power up for anything. I tried and tried, and figured it would have to be replaced. I unplugged it until Sunday. I plugged it in, and after a few minutes it started working. Granted, it lost everything I had recorded, but it works!

Maybe they are on a honeymoon, and forgot about me. When they get back, I hope they go through the list and discover that they had the wrong person...

Really, my last name is not Hockenburger...