How many of you have lost your clicker? Some say lost your changer. Others say lost the remote. Well, I did last night. I had not moved out of my comfy chair for several hours as I read blogs and mostly stayed in a relaxed comatose state. MrD had gone to bed. He came home from work in a comatose state.
I wrote an article for my Examiner site about Ninja Bovines and other such run of the mill things.
So with us being unable to focus, what had we done with the clicker? Some moronic thing was yelling at me from the TV and I couldn’t stop it. There are no buttons on the front of my smart TV that say–change the channel here. I saw the buttons once when we first got it but don’t remember where they are.
There are also channel buttons to push on the DVR but every time I do, The DVD tray starts opening and closing. I found the channel button once but it’s much easier to keep looking for the clicker.
I finally found it. It was on the bathroom counter where my husband had taken it along to get ready for bed. He had long been asleep and I was looking everywhere as quietly as possible. I had to go in the bedrooom to get to our bathroom as see if by chance it was in there. It was the only place I hadn’t looked. Why would he need the clicker to prepare for bed?
I’ve done that, I’ve carried the phone outside with me. Someone calls my cell phone and says—, ” why the heck are you ignoring me?” I tell them because they don’t garden and I have purged all such useless people out of my life. They laugh and forgive me.
Where have you left the TV remote? The picture above is that Kwanza cherry tree that I’m nuts about. It bloomed out a bit more and I went and stood under it. I thought you might like to stand under it too.