The EINSTEIN CLUB--SPEAK UP, WILL YOU?--IRONING THE SKIRT FOR CHURCH

My hearing is good. It's just when people speak and I am thinking of other things--important thing--fascinating things--it takes my brain a second to come back to earth. As seen in the following examples:

"Thanks for lunch, Mom," Gilmore Girl said on Friday.

"What'd you say about relish?" I asked.

Everyone looked at me like I'd lost my mind. Maybe the pizza soup needed relish, what do they know?

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Her Excellency of Mousehole said something tonight about "Dante's Inferno."

"Donkey's in flannel?" I asked.

Actually, my version would be a comedy.

The world needs more laughter.

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So last week I was preoccupied with getting my lesson for Relief Society when I was ironing my skirt for church. I sprayed on the spray starch and it looked and smelled funny. I looked at the aerosol can. Wow, it has a different top but I ironed anyway.

All done and then I took a good look. Not spray starch. Woolite Self Cleaning Rug Cleaner.

So I vacuumed my skirt and it was fine. Ironed and clean.

Okay, so the top is a LOT different. I had other things on my mind.

Einstein understands, I'm sure of it.