Kitchen update/Mystery caller

Since writing the last blog I’ve spent a lot of days scrubbing down my kitchen and the surrounding walls in an effort to remove the smoke smell. This wouldn’t be so bad (at any given point in the year my kitchen needs to be scrubbed down) except that I just repainted a lot of it in an effort to impress my daughter’s boyfriend. You know how it is—guests come and for several days you have to pretend to be clean.
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Anyway, after Herculean efforts on my part, and a can of Febreze that my children had way too much fun spraying, my house no longer smells like a fire happened in the kitchen. Now my house smells like a fire happened in a Febreze factory. Seriously. Even the dog smells like he just walked out of a cheap hotel.

Oh well, this too shall pass and eventually we’ll explode something in the microwave and then the kitchen will take on an entirely new fragrance.

In other news I had the most interesting phone call from a fan. Here it is in a nutshell:

My phone rings. Middle daughter answers it and gives it to me.

“Hello” I say.

“Oh my gosh, I love you!” says a young sounding voice.

My first thought is that one of my children has called me, because they’re the only people who tell me they love me over the phone. I can’t tell which of my children this is, which is not a new occurrence and something that always bothers said children. It also irks them that sometimes when I talk to them I go through an entire list of names before I hit the right one. My youngest son has on more than one occasion given me a humorless stare and said, “Mom, do you know who I am?”

Anyway, this is obviously not my middle daughter since she handed me the phone, and my youngest daughter hasn’t figured out how to call people yet . . . my sons should both be at scout camp, shouldn’t they?

“And I love your books, and I just read it’s a Mall World and I love it too!” continues the voice.

Okay, this is obviously not one of my children because my daughters are accounted for and there is no way one of my sons would call me to gush about my books. My sons have not even read my books which is why I keep telling them they will not be mentioned in my will.

My second thought is: This is a fan calling me. How very cool.

“Goodbye!” the voice chimes and hangs up before I can even say, “Why thank you, you charming young person. Would you like to be mentioned in my will?”

So anyway, I’m saying it now: Thank you, mystery phone caller. You made my day.

5 comments

  1. Heather B. Moore
    June 13, 2007 at 5:12 pm

    This is pretty funny. I once received a service call from GoDaddy.com (they host my website, etc). and the customer service lady said that she was a fan of mine. I said, “What?” I didn’t know what she was referring to and thought it was a new customer service technique. She said that she loved my books and her parents were reading them. Then the light went on. And of course I was much more pleasant after that 🙂

  2. Marsha Ward
    June 14, 2007 at 4:19 pm

    LOL! You could have hit *69 on the phone to dial the last caller, but I’m probably wrong with the numbers and you’ve probably gotten some other calls since then, right?

    Too hilarious!

    I’m glad your kitchen smells different, at least.

  3. Janette Rallison
    June 14, 2007 at 9:10 pm

    Actually, I had her phone number on my caller ID, but I figured she wanted to remain annonymous or she wouldn’t have hung up–so I resisted the urge to call her back and say, “Oh my gosh! Thank you for being my fan!” and hanging up.

  4. Celise
    June 14, 2007 at 10:23 pm

    I think I would’ve thought someone was playing a joke on me. And then I would’ve thought, “How did this person get my number?” And then I probably would’ve slapped myself silly for not responding quickly enough. Too cool, though. It’s stuff like this that reminds us why we write. Looking forward to meeting you soon.

  5. Tristi Pinkston
    June 17, 2007 at 7:41 pm

    I love Febreze. It’s one of those household staples I refuse to live without.

    Hey, that gives me an idea for my next blog . . .

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