Daddy's Home by Tony Rubino and Gary Markstein for February 06, 2016

now some stranger may know his access codes and all that!

@TonyWell you can always blame me. Everyone else does. Just ask them.QOTD: “Lose something?:Only my mind.Little by little.

Well, I did lose a set of keys, about a year and a half ago…I’ve thought I lost my keys many times, but they always showed up. Except for that one time…I’d even swear they have to be in my own house…but I’ve never found them,

Of course, it was actually x-Tech’s fault.

:)

See, I told you.@Susan We all know where your keys are.

I really have come to believe there is a poltergeist in our house. I put something down and 5 minutes later is has disappeared only to turn up someplace else…….spooky.

Bev…. well, I don’t think he ever had them, actually…but it was still his fault that I lost them.Cos as he said…. everything is.

Rose…. I was just going to ask him the same thing about Tony’s laptop!

X…. are those things on your radar too?

Don’t know nothing about them.That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.

Every week, when I do my laundry I think I lose a sock, it always turns up by the washer, on the floor. Recently lost my apartment keys as well as the one to my mailbox, that one cost me $50 to replace now my neighbors as well as my parents have a complete set of my keys.

Lose anything, my mind sometimes!!! LOL!!!

I once was lostBut now I’m foundI was blind But now I wear glasses.

Of all the things that I have lost, I miss my mind the most.

@TonyWell, it frequently feels like I have lost my mind, but it usually turns up under the bed with the dust bunnies I can never quite reach with the broom.

QOTD:

@Tony“Lose anything?”.I’ve never lost anything. I may not remember where it is but it’s not lost because it’s exactly where I left it..BTW I never knew there were so many mindless people commenting here.

I feel helpless when I can’t remember the word I’m searching for. But there is a reason for that, At my age, my brain is so full that the word I’m searching for is usually at the bottom of the drawer and I have to go through a jillion other words to find it.That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.

Who do you blame?

It depends…

As for the lost sock syndrome, I learned long ago to always buy the same brand and style socks. Eventually, one will end up with a hole, or mysteriously disappear; so when this happens, I throw the stray into the drawer with all its mates in the hope it will get together with one of its own and who knows… baby socks?

Yes, well, not me, my hubby did it. I have a missing knee sock. Since my husband retired, he has been doing some of the laundry. Those pair of knee socks are one of my favorites and warmest. It’s here somewhere in this house, no idea where he lost it! Unless it’s true, that dryers really do eat socks! :-D

I have a stack of single socks. Once in a great while a mate will turn up. I know I was wearing two when they went in to the machine!

Of all the things I’ve lost, I think I miss my mind the most.

Last Rose….

You wear your socks while he’s laundering them?

My goodness…. you’re lucky if a sock is all you’ve ever lost.

All that water, all that strong detergent…. don’t you get very agitated when you go through the wash cycle?