I was totally, honestly, genuinely gestating this post and then Heather blogged about it and linked to another blog on the same topic and now I am going to look like I am so desparate for material that I pinch topics from other bloggers. Which I would never do. Well, not that often. Unless it was a really good one. Anyway, the topic under discussion is: people of the male gender and their inability to find anything unless it is actually lodged in the vicinity of their nasal cavity.
Living with three boys (I discount the cat who, although female, is no use when it comes to shopping, baking or finding stuff) I am constantly hailed with "I can't find my [insert crucial item which must be found NOW here]!" The conversation nearly always proceeds thus (usually with the kids. Husband has wised up) -
Me: It's on your dresser/in your wardrobe/in the drawer/ hanging up in the cupboard
Boy: No it's not, I've looked.
Me: Have you looked properly?
Boy: Yes, and it's really not there!
Me: If I come up there and find it where I said it was, can I hit you with it?
Boy: ( )
Boy: Found it!!
First Born couldn't find his garter once (the little elastic band type thing that keeps his school sock up). After much wailing that it was LOST and WOULD NEVER BE FOUND, I went up and found it lying on his bed. Beside the rest of his uniform. Where I said it would be. Hitting him with a small piece of elastic would have been no fun so I chased him round the house and pinged him with it. Very satisfying.
PS: I don't think I like this template/colour scheme after all. Might have to change again. What do you think?