A cheesy tale

My folks are away.

Yup. 2.5 weeks in Japan. Just me and The Sister at home, enjoying the silence of a tranquil home. It was pretty funny... I caught my Dad in a quiet moment and asked him if he were looking forward to his trip? Not really came the slightly mournful reply. Heh. Ok, Dad! If you say so!

Anyways. Parents. Away. So I got a chance to do grocery shopping for all my favourites. And one of them is feta cheese. Nommy! Totally and unabashedly nommy.

Don't ask me why the label's in arabic... mine's in english. And Emborg is a Danish brand to boot!

So yeah, that's my fav cheese. Problem was, I couldn't get the bottle opened. There I was, with my fav baby spinach leaves, my fav whole grained bread, cheesy pork sausages grilled, toast all hot and buttered, salivating at the thought of yummy food and... shit.... I couldn't open the bottle.

I tried. OH how I tried... rubber bands, heating the lid (in various ways, mind you), various textured dishclothes and what not.... But nope. No can do. Lid felt like it was superglued down. I was sooo fixated on having my cheese that I even considered taking the bottle and waiting downstairs. lol. For ANYONE to help. I had visions of approaching some strange man to help. But it was about 4am when I struggled with the bottle so... perhaps not a good idea, eh?

Of course, today I got The Sister to try too, but to no avail. Much laughter, much ribbing, but no open bottle. Then from somewhere came the "bright" idea to open the front door and see if any of my neighbours' doors were open. The Sister was obviously sceptical; it was, after all, about 9PM.

But strangely enough, as I peered out, I heard my left neighbour's door click. And one of the kids stepped out. Woo! Good grief! Really? Yay! Don't say the universe doesn't give you the help you need! All you have to do is ask!

I quickly asked if I could speak to his dad and after a few minutes of huffing, my neighbour managed to twist the lid off. It was a tough one, and judging from his expressions, I don't think me or my sister could've gotten that lid off....

But wow. I am just... I don't know... amazed. All you have to do is listen, and have faith. I was second guessing myself about looking out for a neighbour to help, but whaddya know? It worked. If you had told me 5 years ago, I'd have told you to bugger off. There's nothing cheesier than the whole new-age-listen-to-the-hive-mind-open-your-thoughts sort of thingie. But now? Over the past year, seeing is believing!


I need to listen to my intuition more!