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How was I supposed to know/ That something wasn't right here?
I anticipated this voyage home with baited breath. At each stop upon my journey north, I thought, "Michigan! O land of plenty! I return again to feast upon your bounty and to experience the rich culture of my native land!" I brought very little from That Place Below with me on my voyage, knowing that I would be provided for in Michigan.
And so it passed that I brought neither shampoo nor conditioner with me. And lo! There was shampoo in abundance, but there was no conditioner to be found, for a terrible creature that roams this land had used all the conditioner in the house. I suffered bravely and nobly and - for a time - in silence.
Then it came to pass that I did eat dinner with my family, and that this dinner did involve biscuits. It was subsequently determined that there was no jam to be had in the house. No jam! To be had! In the house!¹
If anything convinces you that the Michigan economy needs help, it should be this proof that Michigan families are subsisting without even the most essential items. Their hair is going unconditioned! Their biscuits unjammed! Life is barely worth living!
srah - Wednesday, 26 November 2008 - 8:08 PM
Tags: michigan, nablopomo, nablopomo 2008, srahfam
I stopped using conditioner by itself years ago and I happened to run out of my two-in-one shampoo and conditioner that morning. Just because you don't plan ahead is no reason to be snippy.