Imagine my surprise when I turned on my computer this morning to discover that today is Lost Sock Memorial Day.
Totally makes me feel better about the fact that I have on two different brown trouser socks today.
Originally I blamed it on it being Monday and me being lazy and a poor housekeeper.
Turns out I'm just doing my part to celebrate one of our lesser-known holidays.
My guess is that the majority of my lost socks are probably the result of being herded into and then buried in the back yard by the Evil Genius.
Perhaps that is what has happened to all lost socks.
If so, I plan to market her as the "Great Pumpkin" of Lost Sock Memorial Day and use the money to pay for a dog psychologist.
And of course, more socks.
Happy Monday!
Credit to The Pigeon Club of NYC for the image. Don't know what the heck lost socks have to do with Pigeon appreciation, but it is a cute picture. Unless... maybe there are sock-stealing pigeons in New York? Elsie may have competition...
1 comment:
I have long given up on lost mittens and socks. A day of recognition seems fitting in honor of their service.
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