Things I wonder

Sometimes I look around and just wonder. Wonder, not wAnder. Let's be clear about where this post might be going. We all know my random tendencies to wander all over the place far out weigh my ability to stay on track.


I don't know why that is.


I wonder why I make up the twins' beds with a pillow at the head of the bed if they are going to sleep at the other end, sideways. I mean, in theory I could use just one bed and call it good. But then that could create some issues with who got what side and who was going to scratch whose back first...


I wonder how certain things in my house just disappear. POOF! Things such as baseball sliding shorts...that are taken off in the laundry room and immediately put in the "oh holy cow these are very dirty don't wash them with anything else" basket. We are down 1 pair. Baseball games start tomorrow. We cannot live with one pair.


I wonder why A-Dogs always asks "what's for dinner". EVERY.SINGLE.DAY. Like I'M supposed to know??? I may cook be in charge of 97.4% of all meals in this house. That doesn't mean I always know what those meals may be. I'm not psychic you know.


I really wonder why people don't notify me when I go in public with stickers on my shirt. Like kitty cats. Or ones that say "Terrific" and "100%". Seriously people. I am not trying to make a fashion statement, I'm trying to just blend in. I cannot blend in if I'm wearing stickers on my shirt.


I do wonder simple things too. Like why summer isn't over. Why someone has to be in a cranky mood everyday. Why my house never stays clean. Why dinner doesn't make itself. Ya know, simple things like that.