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Debbie Kaufman Picks Her Favorite: The Best of Marilyn Baron

By Debbie Kaufman

Looking back over the last year of Marilyn Baron’s blogs, I had a hard time choosing “the best.”  I mean, have you read her travel posts?  I swear, just reading posts like Flavors of Sorrento and Pompeii and Barcelona Bound  make me want to take off to Europe.  Oh, if only my budget would allow… but right now, even  the more budget-friendly city of St. Augustine, which Marilyn makes sound so appealing in her post Rediscovering St. Augustine: Something for Everyone ,is not in my immediate future.  (Note to self: Must write and sell more books, or lose enough weight to fit in Marilyn’s luggage!)  But I did find a post that didn’t give me wanderlust and yet I could relate to so, so well.  I bet you can too!  After all, how many of us spend portions of our day hunting for things that are actually…


1f58a9fb7122c547586b9af79507ae97MarilynBaronauthorphotoBy Marilyn Baron 

It’s a new year and I’m going to try my best not to misplace things. I’m always digging around in my purse trying to find things I know are there and I can’t find them, until the next time I’m digging in my purse for something else, and I find the thing I had originally misplaced.

A few weeks ago, I lost an 8-inch All-Clad frying pan, one of the workhorse pans I use a few times a week to make fried eggs or omelettes. My husband and I looked everywhere – in the place we keep our All-Clad pots and pans, in all the other cabinets, even in the refrigerator. I thought I had not only lost the pan, but I was worried I was losing “it.” Weeks went by. I even had a dream about finding the pan, but when I woke up, I couldn’t remember where I had seen it in the dream.

My sister said the pan would be found when it was ready to be found. A few days ago, I wanted to make an omelette and I went to the cabinet where we keep the All-Clad pots and pans, and there it was, “hiding” in plain sight, in its proper place, under some lids. My husband swore he looked there three times and couldn’t find it. I guess it was ready to be found.

I also lost a pair of grey shoes. I knew they were in the house but I looked everywhere and couldn’t find them. So, I just wore my black shoes with my grey outfits. Then, this morning, I had a dream I had found the shoes, but when I woke up, I couldn’t remember where. I put on a grey outfit and hunted for the shoes again in the most unlikely places. And found them right on the shoe rack in plain sight in the closet, right where they should be. I guess they were ready to be found.

On a Thanksgiving trip to Florida, we stayed in a hotel and I lost my makeup bag. I was upset to lose the makeup, but mostly the bag contained my night guard that I wear every night because I grind my teeth. That would have been expensive and time-consuming to replace. I went days without it, called the hotel to see if it was reported in Lost and Found, scoured my condo, which we went to after the hotel and couldn’t find it. Then on the day we were to leave to go back to Atlanta, I found it under my suitcase. I’ve never been so happy to find anything. Apparently, my suitcase was closed when I put the makeup bag down on the luggage rack. When I reopened the suitcase to repack to go home, there it was. I hadn’t lost it in the hotel. I brought it back with me to the condo and then “lost it” there.

My husband is always losing his comb. I think he has a hole in his pocket and it drops through. He just bought a back-up package of black combs.

My sister wanted to know if I thought that otherworldly impish elves were playing tricks on me. I had never heard of those, but I’d say that was a possibility. She also told me that when my mother loses something (which is often) she turns a glass upside down. I never heard of that either. But apparently, it works for her.

I’ve known people who’ve looked all over for their glasses, just to discover they were wearing them the whole time. Is it old age, forgetfulness or something worse? Has anything like that ever happened to you? What do you do to try to locate lost items? I’d like to hear about it.


For all of Marilyn’s posts-to-date on this blog, click HERE.  You can also learn a lot more about Marilyn Baron and her writing by visiting her at her WEBSITE and connecting with her on TWITTER and FACEBOOK.

And don’t forget to check out Marilyn’s latest release, SIXTH SENSE:

Reluctant psychic Katherine Crystal, dubbed “Crystal Ball Kate,” is thrust into the national spotlight when she accurately predicts the death of a movie actor’s young son in a private plane crash. Besieged by requests to use her powers to help others, she realizes why her parents had warned her never to let anyone know of her visions.

By-the-book Atlanta police detective Jack Hale harbors a deep-seated distrust of psychics and ignores Katherine’s warnings when she calls to report her premonition. Jack is forced to partner with Kate, who uses her eerie sensitivity to evil to help him catch a serial killer in Sydney, Australia, but that’s only the beginning of the story. Jack and Kate are drawn into the investigation of a mystery surrounding Kate’s birth and find murder and romance among a secret society of psychics in the quaint seaside spiritualist community of Casa Spirito, Florida.  AMAZON


Pam Asberry - December 17, 2013 - 9:12 am

This happens to me ALL THE TIME. I blame it on trying to do too many things at once and not really being fully aware of what is going on around me. Because I REFUSE to acknowledge that I am getting THAT OLD… ;-)

Debbie Kaufman - December 17, 2013 - 9:43 am

I know what you mean, Pam. Problem is that even when I pause for a moment and make myself think about where I am placing that item or what it is I need to do, even then I can’t remember later!

Marilyn Baron - December 17, 2013 - 6:12 pm

I agree. It’s the result of having too many things on your mind. Yesterday I was carrying a glass of water and the telephone and I placed the phone on the table and tried to hang up the glass.

Marilyn Baron - December 17, 2013 - 6:13 pm

I have to write things down because when I don’t and I think I know I can remember that, I forget. Probably has something to do with age or the amount of things on our mind.

Sandra Elzie - December 17, 2013 - 9:06 pm

Oh, Marilyn, this is such a great post…one that resonated with me. I’ve been a list person all my life, so I’m in the habit, but without the lists, I’d forget things all the time. My calendar is my daily activity bible.

The thing I lose the most is my phone…second is my glasses.

Carol Burnside - December 17, 2013 - 9:48 pm

In my house, it’s Hubby who ‘loses’ his stuff. He tells me the object is not lost, he just can’t find it right now. That’s usually the cast, but I tend to have a rather photographic memory. So, I’m the ‘finder’. He’ll misplace something and I close my eyes and ‘see’ it. I’m like “It’s in the foyer on the long table beside your flashlight and hat.”

I guess between the two of us, it works. :-)

Marilyn Baron - December 17, 2013 - 11:38 pm


I lose my cell phone all the time and sometimes my regular phone so I have to call it to find it. I would say I don’t lose my glasses because I have to wear them all the time, but come to think of it, I can’t locate my second pair of glasses, which I rarely wear but like to keep as a backup. I probably need a backup to the backup pair.

Marilyn Baron - December 17, 2013 - 11:40 pm


I could use you in my house. My husband used to have a photographic memory but I don’t think he does anymore. He loses things now and neither of us can find it.

Connie Gillam - December 18, 2013 - 9:26 am


I’m always losing things. When I stop looking, they show up.

My fitted sheets are usually the culprit. Socks and underwear get hung up in the pockets.

Marilyn Baron - December 18, 2013 - 5:42 pm

That happened to me just today. Usually it’s towels that get stuck in the sheets.

Maxine - December 19, 2013 - 9:13 am

This was the story of my life! It seems I “lose” things daily. If I don’t get anxious and in a hurry, it usually shows up quickly. Darned aggravating. Great Choice.

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