Wash it and they will disappear

You put two perfectly good and dirty socks in the washing machine add your favorite detergent (on sale) and BAMM. One comes out at the end. How does this happen? Where does that one sock disappear? Is there a sock limbo? A sock depository? And why, oh why, is it always one of my favorite socks?

I have plenty of socks that are stretched out and have holes but they never seem to fade into the netherworld. It's always my favorite ones. Wahwahwah.

Is there a sock fairy and I may find new socks beneath my pillow? I have heard there was a tooth fairy but apparently she did not know my pillow address as she never paid me a visit. She did visit my children. Wait, that was me. There is no tooth fairy which leads me to believe there is no sock fairy and I will never-ever again see my beloved sock. I could buy new ones. I could remove the interior of my washing machine in search of the derelict sock but then that would invalidate the warranty. If the washing machine became dysfunctional during my search I could replace the old dull boring white machine with a bright red steam machine. The cute little washers that have that round glass door in front and sit up on a pedestal.

I guess I will just buy myself new socks. Certainly will be cheaper than rearranging the guts of the washing machine. I still wonder - where do they go?

Call Me Anytime

I had a few issues today with my cell phone. I tried to make a call from my 'selected friends' and an android voice came on and said, "Thank you for using Verizon Wireless." Strange as it may seem, I do not have Verizon Wireless. It then stated the number I had dialed was not a working number. Strange as it may seem it was hubby's number. I know for a fact that it is his number and it should be working. I call the Sprint customer service number and it flashes as not activated.
I have a couple of thoughts - 1. I forgot to pay the bill 2. Verizon bought Sprint and no one told me 3. My NEW phone was defective and I did not pay extra for the insurance so I am out of luck. 4. I am dreaming or have just came out of a deep sleep and have amnesia.
I called my sister who also has Sprint and the call went right through and she resides in a different state. I called several other people Sprint and non-Sprint customers and all the calls went through.
I dialed hubby's number again and the android spoke to me in her alien tongue and said to please dial a 1 before the number. I physically moved around trying to make a connection. I went outside sat in the car, walked down the road and stood on the picnic table. ??? I thought being higher would help. It did not!!!! At this point in time after numerous tries I gave up.
I stopped by the Sprint store to seek answers to my dilemma. Of course I had to wait and wait and wait. Such a busy place? The clerk said, "Oh it's just a glitch in the system."
Apparently that is the answer to so many problems. I wonder if I did not pay my bill and said, "Oh it's a glitch in the system." How fast would they turn my phone off. Quick-quick-quick!!!!

To spend or not to spend, that is the question?

I heard this confusing news blurb this morning on the television. Why I listen to this doom and gloom is beyond my common sense. Then, my common sense is not so common if I have any at all. "Whatever", is what the t-shirt states.
Some newsworthy person said, "We need to spend money to gain more jobs." So is spending a viable profession? If it is I want that job. SPEND, SPEND, SPEND. I would even work overtime for free. My first interview question would be, "How much money can I spend a day?" And then my thoughts would be where is this money coming from. Common sense goes under the rug.
Would someone or the government please explain to me how spending more money will create jobs? Is standing on the corner with the cardboard sign - "Homeless" a real job or just an illusion? How can this person spend more money? If you have no money to spend how can you spend more? I am so confused.
And how is all this spending more money creating new jobs? And where are these jobs being created? I am math challenged so my mind does not accept this strange concept. One station tells us to tighten our belts and clip coupons another says save money and invest and today I hear we need to spend.
Oh, the light bulb just went on (energy efficient light bulb) and I see the light. Wait that could be the sun rising in the West. Funny, I thought it rose in the East. Oh, it's the neighbor's headlights as he drives off to work. Pull t-shirt over my head - "Whatever". Back to the light bulb and my brain fart. The jobs that will be created for all that spending will be Bill Collectors and Bounty Hunters and more reality T.V.

Who Let The Dogs Out?

We had a superb dog walking plan or so I thought. We are responsible doggie owner/walkers and always pick up after our pup. Not like some that I will not mention but you know who you are. Even when you let him out at 3 AM I see.

We keep the big guy walking fast especially past those green-green lawns. There is one strange dude that stands on the sidewalk every evening when so many walk their dogs just waiting for someone to pee or do the two on his thick lush green carpet. We cross the street and stay away from his domain to be safe. He yelled at us once when the big guy dropped a bomb on the easement even though we picked it up.

So, we keep him on a tight leash so he doesn't get any ideas. When we get to the fourth corner of our neighborhood we ease up on the leash. The stop sign is his first favorite. Then the bench 20 feet away gets sprayed upon. The really, really good thing about the corner and the bench is there is this great big old county trash can. We have trained the big guy to drop his bombs in close proximity of the bench. There is nothing worse than carry a bag of smelly dog doo for a mile and a half.

He does his business by the bench and hubby (his job :)) picks up the remains and tosses them in the great big old county trash can. The one that sits on Regency Parkway right at the bus stop. Oh boy would I hate to wait for the bus there. Sometimes the trash is only emptied once a week.

For some unknown reason big boy is straying way too far from the bench to complete his business. Our options are to walk all the way back to the trash can or carry the mess all the way home. It seems like big boy has his own agenda and schedule and will not be swayed. If he keeps it up he will get no more walks.

Countryman Legacy

Like a leaf falling from a tree branch hitting the ground and settling back into earth. The sun in the morning bursting across the horizon and in the evening a spectacular painting in the western sky. Wish upon a star, follow your dreams search for the end of the rainbow.

You have reached that place where you need to be.