I think there is a problem with the way I see things.
There are a multitude of examples of things that I just didn’t get the first time around. It hit me last week in the midst of what I called “adult grilled cheese and tomato soup.” Which basically just meant that it was the kid version, but with fresh-baked bread the size of my face and organic tomato soup from a fancy carton, not a can.
It’s my way of justifying a ridiculous dinner.
I was saying something exclamatory about the size of the bread in the cheese sandwich when Dave mentioned how he grew up on tomato soup with spaghettios.
And my brain did this thing it does when something is not what I had always believed. It’s a bit of a jolt, followed by a swift heap of rejection.
“Spaghettios is not made with tomato soup!!” I exclaimed, unable to stop my mouth from spewing 25 years of ignorance. Dave, in his signature calm challenged, “What’s it made with, Jackie?”
“Marinar…..a …no. No, it’s not made with marinara sauce. WHY DID MY BRAIN RETAIN THE CONCEPT OF MARINARA SAUCE WHEN IT IS CLEARLY NOT MARINARA SAUCE?”
It was the meatballs that threw me off, you see. Meatballs + red sauce = meatballs in marinara sauce.
This is a too-common occurrence: I think something is a certain way and store it as such until proven otherwise. Examples:
As you already know from a previous post, the day I found out that Washington D.C. isn’t in Washington State.
Or the day I was watching a Kay Jewelers commercial on T.V. and said “Oh – it’s like a kiss begins with Kay Jewelers jewelry, and the word kiss literally begins with a “k”. That’s clever!” My brother sat across the room, miffed that I had just now put together the pieces from an ad campaign that was several years past its conception.
Or the day that I finally gave up and asked my mom (a lifelong postal service employee) what the United States Postal Service logo was supposed to be. “It’s an eagle, Jackie. What do you think it is?”
For your information, I thought it was a man in a fashionable hat.
sometimes I just don’t get it. ♣