What does a bathing cap with Japanese writing in it (in magic marker, no less), a box of shotgun shells, and 32 acorns have in common? They all lived, until yesterday, in my husband’s sock drawer, which also contained:
- Over 8 Verizon phones, dating back to the Pleistocine era when phones were as big as shoes
- $5.27, mostly in pennies
- Not one but two boxes of shotgun shells when, according to my husband, there really isn’t a shotgun in the house
- Three Christmas ornaments, including a Lion King one that came out with the movie
- One love letter from me, and six cards written by members of a church, wishing God’s love on Ken as he traveled to Peru (three years ago) to help build wheelchairs
- A Boy Scout hat although none of our kids made it past Cub Scouts.
- A small, square mirror to signal distress
- Two giraffe wooden napkin holders (what the….)
- Three flashlights, none with batteries
- Two books of matches, including one from an ill-fated trip to Gatlinburg, TN (what were we thinking?) in 1993. None of the matches worked anymore
- Handmade wallet found at yard sale in 1987 but too bulky to actually use.
- One roman candle, just in case
- 17 mateless socks
- Three pairs of socks
Now that this mystery is solved, I’m thinking about bigger and better mysteries, such as what lives behind the washing machine