The things I ponder. Sometimes I discuss them with Parker…
I was straightening out the cabinet that contains, among other items, my Tupperware. Now this sounds like a mundane job one does now and then, but when you have them all straightened out and sporting their lids like brave soldiers ready to protect your leftover pasta sauce, it’s a proud moment.
Then you see what is left laying on the counter that didn’t quite match up.
Yup, you know what I mean: Those lids with no containers, the container with no matching lid, and some strange lid off of a tub of salsa. No salsa tub of course…just the lid. What happened to their mates? Where do they go? At some point every couple of years you have to simply head to the store and rebuild.
This gets into the “If pigs had wings, would they fly?” territory.
I of course equate it to “The Missing Sock in the Dryer” mystery. I don’t know where in the hell they go either. I find it disturbing that these innocent pieces of plastic have been cast adrift somewhere. But where did they go? Are they with the missing socks?
There are other mysteries of life that have happened to me. This one happened the other day. I was getting ready for bed. I took off my T-shirt to put on my jammies and I realized I had parrot poop on my bra strap. How did that happen? I had no African Grey under my shirt. But somehow, there it was: a dried smear of green parrot poop. As you can gather it didn’t particularly bother me. I’ve managed to have it end up in worse places. But on my bra strap? Under my t-shirt? Oh, come on….
Sometimes just thinking gets a little hairy…
Every once in a while when I am writing or researching or just plain goofing off on my laptop, Parker manages to silently go into stealth mode and he ends up either on the bathroom sink vanity or on top of my shower stall. How he does this, I have no idea. I simply look up, Parker has “Gone Ninja” and I find him sitting in one of those two places looking smug.
Don’t ask me…I have no idea…
So when it comes to tupperware management, I don’t have any answers for you. It’s a mystery to me. All I know is that it’s time to start over with a new set. Again.
Patricia Sund
Parrot Nation 
November 18, 2013 at 12:34 pm
As a Tupperware manager of many years, i would like to share that with Tupperware products you can often buy the missing pieces! And don’t forget, they still have their great guarantee if they crack or chip they replace for free–and you dont need a proof of purchase or receipt! That’s the best part–because who keeps those receipts or who can find them when you need them!
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November 18, 2013 at 12:37 pm
Thanks for the tip! I didn’t know that…
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November 18, 2013 at 12:38 pm
LOL, I walked into the master bath & got as close to a full-on heart attack as I care to get when I looked up & saw my Grey sitting on the opened linen closet door. What the!? When the?! How the?! (Insert me here, collapsing into a puddle of fear, confusion & near-death glimpses).
Did I get so oblivious as to not notice that she had flown from her cage thru the den, navigated the hallway, made it into the bedroom then into the master bath!
In my own defense, I was dragging holiday stuff down from the attic. But still. Sure upped my situational awareness after that.
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November 18, 2013 at 1:43 pm
omg you are an uplift!
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November 18, 2013 at 2:21 pm
Patricia, single socks and missing tupperware tops morph into coathangers and clog up your closet! In my house coat hangers multiply like rabbits and have to be dealt with sternly at least once a month or they become inextricably entangled, sort of like a chinese puzzle. As for tupperware and other plastic containers, I just want to say that I knew I had entered a serious long-term relationship when I allowed my containers to co-mingle with his!
Missed my Grey once and couldn’t find him anywhere…we hunted and called and looked under beds and behind couches. We did all the contact whistles and nary a squeak. Finally found him in the dining room, hiding behind a dried flower arrangement on top of the china cabinet. It was a room he had never ventured into before and he was shaking with terror, poor boy! Of course it was only three feet from his usual territory but once he had turned the corner he might as well have been on Mars. We close that door now…
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November 18, 2013 at 5:01 pm
BUT, in the universal law of Tupperware, if you throw away those lids, the missing containers are sure to show up! It never fails.
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