Friday, February 27, 2009


I just wanted to reassure all my loyal blog readers that the kitchen shears have been located. They were right where they were expected to be: in W.'s backpack. Oh wait; that's not where they belong? Huh! He doesn't know how they got there either. Of course, his backpack is full enough to contain hidden scissors, every sock the dryer has ever eaten, enough missing rolls of tape to reattach all parts of the Titanic, half his wardrobe, both his missing winter coats (don't I wish!), as well as the kitchen sink. So I guess I shouldn't be too surprised that that was where the scissors were located. And now I'm off to buy that retractable leash thingie to make sure the shears don't go on anymore unscheduled walkabouts.

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