For lack of a better topic, following are some questions I’ve asked myself lately. No, I’m not going to give you my deepest, darkest questions; I’ll save those for my not-so-distant visits to a therapist. Yikes! The Talking Heads song “Once in a Lifetime” just popped in my head! I’ll share some lyrics:


And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
And you may ask yourself-well…how did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Ha! Now you have the Talking Heads in your  . . . head. Enough waxing poetic. Anyway, here goes:

Why is it that Matthew has to go potty everytime I sit down to eat?

Why are there greeting cards in my refrigerator?

How can Binki shed so much fur and not be bald?

How is it possible that someone can vacuum up one of those fat Crayola markers and not realize it?

When I wear red lipstick, why do I feel like it’s smeared all over my face?

Why is there a pile of Monopoly money behind the living room chair?

Why do I have a large pile of lone socks? Where are the mates?

There are so many rabbits around here – where do they live?

Why don’t people take a good look at themselves in a full length mirror before leaving the house?

Why is a cup hidden behind the couch and what is growing in it?


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