The Village Idiot

Hi.

Would you like to know how I know that I’m a moron and on the verge of being elected the Village Idiot? Like how I know for sure, for sure? Because these three things happened within the last forty-eight hours.

1. For my birthday, Papa’s Wife gave me a pretty pyjama set and some cushiony Isotoner slippers. While I have yet to wear the pyjama set yet because it is more summer like and we’re barely into spring, the slippers are getting worn to death (I can’t help it, they’re like pillows wrapped around my tootsies). Because of my non-stop slipper wearing, I thought it would be a good idea to go ahead and toss them in the washing machine, so I planned on throwing them in for a wash Friday morning with the bath mat (I like to plan these things), only I didn’t. Instead, I ended up washing them in a load before. Fine, right? Wrong. Because somehow I had completely forgotten that I had already washed them and laid them out to dry.

So when I finally washed the bath mat and opened up the washing machine to pull it out, I expected to pull out my slippers too, but they weren’t in there (of course they weren’t in there), and that’s when the biggest freak out in months occurred. You know how dryers like to steal a sock or two on occasion, well I became convinced that my washing machine ate my slippers. Like totally convinced. I kept sticking my head in it and looking around and marvelling at how such a thing could happen. I was on the verge of calling Papa to have him come over to take apart the washing machine and find not only my slippers, but everything else that has ever gone missing in my life. And that’s when I glanced over to the clothes rack, and saw my slippers drying on top of it. Moron.

2. There’s this whole brouhaha at the moment about Google dumping Google Reader. It’s throwing us bloggers into quite the tizzy since Google Reader is how some people keep track of our blogs. One solution is to get the Google Readers on over to Bloglovin, so we’re falling all over ourselves making sure that we’re signed up and getting our Bloglovin buttons onto our sidebars. Well I’ve been signed up with Bloglovin for ages, like practically since I started this blog, but I never use it. So the other day, I clicked onto my Bloglovin account, copied the HTML code for the Bloglovin button, and added it to my sidebar. Only I didn’t like how it looked. I decided to email my go-to blog design girl, Alyx, and ask her if she would mind whipping me up a button that looked like my other social media buttons. She replied that of course she could, and she would, but why would I want her to since I already have one. Yep, my Bloglovin button is over there on the right in between the feedburner and twitter buttons (feel free to click on it now, or any of the other buttons for that matter). That was embarrassing.

3. You know how Daylight Savings Time was two weeks ago in the U.S.? Well it wasn’t here. Here it’s next weekend (emphasis on the ‘next’). Except somehow I got it into my head that it was this weekend (Mom – you can go ahead and take responsibility for your part in this). So last night before going to bed, I reminded The Husband that the clocks were going forward and went ahead and changed the time on my cell phone. And that’s how I found myself typing away on my laptop at 6:30 on a Sunday morning, thinking that it was 7:30, and wondering why it was still so dark out.

Feel free to mock me in the comments, I can take it. 
bisou

34 responses to “The Village Idiot”

  1. You can change time on your cell phone? I use my cell phone to tell ME what time it is.

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  2. My cell phone only cost about €20, the time doesn't change itself.

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  3. Another comment. I don't understand the buttons, so don't know what a Bloglovin one looks like. So is the thing Google is threatening to take away the nice list of who published a blog that day that appears on our blogger dashboard? That'll be a major inconvenience.

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  4. ALL of those things are entirely possible for me too, so I won't mock.

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  5. From what I understand, (after reading this article: http://www.lifeandeverythingelseinbetween.com/2013/03/google-readergfc-information.html?spref=tw) we will still have a list of blogs that we follow in our blogger reader, but for Google Readers who are not on blogger, their lists of blogs will disappear. And the buttons are the pretty round French flags with social media icons on them directly underneath my welcome image and message. If you click on them, they will take you to other social media sites like my Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and my Bloglovin. But here's the link to my Bloglovin profile just in case: http://www.bloglovin.com/en/blog/1860018/sara-in-le-petit-village

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  6. Seems like perfectly reasonable behaviour to me, Sara. Just wait til your 50.Speaking of 50, I love the photo of him 🙂

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  7. You are not idiot!!!All these things can happen to anyone.So keep calm, breathe in and … change the clock next week end!Bisous, Babi

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  8. This is amazing- I'm SO pleased I'm not the only person who does stuff like this!! Particularly the time change one. My god I've done that a LOT. x

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  9. Sounds like a normal day for me. Maybe I should worry more about my own 'village idiot' status. Hmm. 😀

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  10. My mammy always told me it was cruel to mock the afflicted, so we'll leave it at that ;o)

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  11. YAY for Daylight Savings time next weekend! Thanks for giving me a heads up :)x Milsters(http://www.littlepiecesoflight.com/)

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  12. Haha, I won't mock you because things like that happen to me too. All the time. Probably every day. So you are not alone, Sara!

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  13. Nice to know I'm not the only one with a fried brain!!!!

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  14. You just need to put a new spin on what you did – you were entertaining alternative universes when the dryer ate your slippers; you were testing your blog designer's knowledge of your blog when you couldn't find your bloglovin button; and you were being uber studious getting up so early to write. See – don't you feel better. It's all in the spin.

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  15. Ha! Nobody believes me when I say my cell phone doesn't change time along with DST… I know you understand, thanks Sara!

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  16. I've got one for you: today my parents couldn't get Skype to work, so I called them on Facetime instead. I needed to give them some info from my email, and spent a good 30 seconds looking around in confusion because I couldn't figure out where my iPhone was. facepalm

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  17. What's this Google reader stuff? I'm such an idiot I didn't know anything about it…..and I've scanned and scanned your site here and can't see that bloglovin thingie! Argh…help.

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  18. You can blame it on the Dog Sara lol. I thought the dog was the village idiot lol. My friend has one that chases after almost anything that goes by her house. I'm here in Texas get the Tex-Mex thing once in a while. Nice blog, I'm missing some socks too, blame it on the washer and dryer there in cahoots. ~Randall

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  20. Tee hee – at least it was that way round Sara – you kind of gained an hour! My little sister's birthday is in 4 days and sometimes falls on the day the clocks go forward. One year my parents forgot all about it and 20 plus small children turned up what my parents thought was an hour early, but was infact on time, to a VERY unprepared house, expecting to party. They felt like village idiots right then….

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  21. Haha, I'm glad to see I'm not the only one prone to entire periods of lunacy!Lxwww.whatlisawrote.blogspot.co.uk

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  22. hahahahahaahahha i don't even know which moment was my favorite. #1 would have been a great hidden camera moment but #2 is just great and #3, oh girl, what ever will we do with you!

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  23. Sounds like you are having a moment or two Sara 🙂

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  24. Not going to lie, I may have had a guffaw or two at your expense over the slipper thing. Only because I've been there, though. It wasn't slippers for me, it was a pair of jeans , and oh, you would have thought my world was ending.

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  25. So THAT'S why there has been so much activity lately with my Bloglovin' account. Like you I've had an account for ages but Bloglovin' was always geared more towards the fashion bloggers so I never bothered with it. Thanks for the head's up to get my button up…like we need another social media button. Pff.And you're not a moron, these are just senior moments! : P

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  26. i have no idea that other countries recognized daylight savings time too, well you were just a week ahead and everyone else in turning your clocks!

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  27. so….one of our offices is in the UK. and there i sat for 20 minutes, twittling my thumbs and wondering why they were so late to our conference call….then it donned on me…just a short 20 minutes later that the UK doesn't have daylight savings time….YET. also, your washing machine is in cahoots with mine b/c mine totally steals socks…but only my expensive running socks. twittling….cahoots….its confirmed, I am 87 years old. I'm going to go find my knitting needles and pet my cat.

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  28. Sounds like pregnancy brain!! : )

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  29. DST is hard. I forgive you for that one!

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  30. Dude, these sound like normal everyday occurrences for me. I lose my mind on a regular basis. Thing is, I live by myself, so there's normally no one there to witness my craziness.

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  31. Hilarious! I wish we'd all just be done with Daylight Savings!

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  32. Mercury in retrogade girlfriend ..

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  33. My only response to this is: glad I'm not the only one! I am constantly doing stuff like this – you are not alone! Haha!

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  34. I love daylight savings. I live in a northern climate here in the states and during the deep dark winter I lose my f-ing mind. When we turn it around and add an hour at night I am doing such a happy dance for the sunshine. This year has been brutal!I was just going to come over and look for my slippers!! I wash them. 🙂

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