Kids grow up fast. You just get knocked up and voila! next moment they call you from Paris asking if you can pick them up from airport next day. During the time between Paris and getting any there will be loads of fun every now and then. Just like this thing that happened few weeks back and I still have not quite cleared it yet. 

You see I have been blessed to have boys. I really like that because I am not much of a girly girl myself, especially when it comes to clothes and makeup and that kinda stuff. I do like shoes tho, but I have no fancy occasions to live my dream of shoeing up ;). So, anyways, my kids take after me, obviously, because I raise them alone and therefore am the best rolemodel, mentor, friend, partner in crime they ever could hope for. Cos I am very cool. So all this means they do not like shopping and avoid it at all costs to the last minute. We usually do basic clothes shopping in autumn, when we emerge from forest and wild life having close to zero contact with people…. We only come back to civilization because of school. The place they kill your soul so you would make a good goyim and taxpayer. So we put in some effort and go look for black jeans, polo shirts, undies, socks and some shoes. They always pick their own clothes, I am only representative of monetary power. Usually in schools they need at least three or four pairs of shoes: one for street, one for in schoolhouse, one for sport classes, and later on one for deep nordic winter street. Leftover from common sense in soviet era is to have exchange shoes inside schools. Yes, we do not enter anyones home with shoes on either. You should not either, so the cleaning lady will not hit you over your head with that nasty mop. We did the usual schooltime shopping some time in September and all was good until I saw few weeks back that the sports shoes, Nike, are at home and clearly only used one time. So I ask whats with the shoes now, why you not using them in class? He said he uses his so called streetshoes which are leisure footwear, not quite the sports things. So I ask if I can take them to myself then if he does not use them and he gave me a go. I knew they would be a fit because it’s the last year he had same size foot as me. I always got their shoes to myself when they grew out of them fast…. I might have hinted them towards the designs I liked 🙂 when we were out shopping.

So I am going to pick up my new pair of Nike and guess what! There is 11 forks and 2 spoons inside one of them. Forks and spoons. I don’t think I have ever been more confused. I take them out, stare at them and do not know what to think of it. Why there are cutlery inside sportshoe? Cheap ones at that! Ugly prisoncafeteria cutlery! Hence no knives! I am stunned.

Two weeks gone. He has no explanation, no clue of where the spoons and forks came from. I have handful of cutlery which I suspect is from schoolcafeteria. Ugly and cheap. Should I give them second life in garden in potting shed, turn them in to school or make generous gift to driftstore. Is it a sign of some sort, that these spoons and forks turned up inside what is now my shoes? Certainly a sign that someone is stealing cutlery from somewhere! 

I do have one suspect tho. I saw them shoes weeks ago when I was hoovering the floors, I am very sure they were empty then because I lift them, dusted them and put neatly back. The suspect came one weekend this month, and it’s girlfriend of my older kid. She has had one thing happening around her. Year ago I noticed just out of the blue suddenly I had NOT ONE spoon left in my kitchen. I have set of 12. Had that is. I made lament, looking for spoons, and they were in the kitchen doing coffee. So I was going through drawers and cussing and she said funniest thing: I think it has something to do with me. That’s it. That what she said. Two days later my drawer was back full of spoons. Not one familiar looking, not single one of my set, but spoons nevertheless. I gave up keeping set of anything years ago. The cutlery was actually investment sort of a thing, I bought Ferrari cutlery. Well, theres no more of that set now. 

So I suspect she brought in some haul from some disco night and showed the loot into the sportshoes and figured it’s over and done with. Or, someone from school made prank and put them into the shoes. Either way, funny. I now have handful of hideous looking prison cutlery, no knives, ofcourse. 

That’s the one amusing story I picked for today

stay hot 

stay cool

XOXOX