Monday, March 10, 2008

Socks, socks, socks

I think I have complained about folding socks before, but must get on a soap box about it today. My daughter said when are you gonna post something new- I told her if I wasn't so busy finding mates & folding socks, I might have time! We presently have 2 laundry baskets full of mismatched socks- I tell ya now isn't that rediculous!

I think I have come up with the perfect solution to the problem, but she finds fault with it!

Give all the socks they presently have to "Good Will". Buy all new ones; same size, same color, same design. Sounds perfectly reasonable to me- they all wear about the same size. Even the 4 yr old wears about the same size as her. Don't deviate from that except if they don't make them any longer!

Then her response, but Ken needs to wear black ones and the girls like tights- No problemo- black you say- get him same size & design, only black. Tights you say- they stick together so there is no mate to find.

My other solution is -don't mate them- let em wear mismatched socks or let them find the matches- She actually had fault with this too- ya know they have a dress code at school, and you also know they can't find their matches, they have enough trouble finding their school bags, clothes, shoes etc X4

OMG I just came up with the perfect solution- they don't wear socks at all- let em go barefooted and clothes less- Now I know why nudists are nudist's- they couldn't find matches to their socks!!

One cannot fix one's eyes on the commonest natural production without finding food for a rambling fancy.
Jane Austen (1775 - 1817), Mansfield Park


Pax Romano said...

You do know, that all lost socks fall into a another dimension. I figure they are scattered about with lost watches, remote controls and eyeglasses all around Route 666 in Cape May county!

Anonymous said...

I am convinced there is a sock eating monster who lives behid the washer and dryer. There's no other explanation, really.

mommanator said...

pax- you are so right!
citizen-now there's an idea!

Joe Tornatore said...

Sock it to them.

Merci said...

A-hem: Route 666 is in Atlantic County. I haven't found any lost socks along the way. Wherever they are, a disproportionate number of them are mine.

Molly Malone said...

that's why i love summer: sandals! no socks to worry about. only naked little tootsies!