We've had a few mysteries during the last couple of weeks. Head scratching incidents. This sheet for example. One morning it appeared on the floor of the play room. It is the top sheet of one of the sets that I use on the children's beds, but nobody knew where it came from or how it got there. Nobody. And nobody was missing a top sheet from their bed. Eli was certain that Jed put it there. I, however, was sure that Jed was not responsible. He was on school camp.
And then there is the totem tennis pole. I went outside one morning before school to find it stuck in the ground. Without the ball attached. Mysteriously nobody knew how it got there. I know it wasn't there the night before, as I had gone outside after the children were in bed. Another mystery.
This mystery is a recurring one. I like to call it 'the mystery of the empty toilet roll'. An empty toilet roll simply appears on top of the cistern, or sometimes on the toilet floor. Nobody knows how it gets there. Luckily the empty toilet roll is never found on the toilet roll holder. Even when I removed all the toilet paper from the vicinity of this toilet (which is upstairs), I still was not able to solve the mystery of the empty toilet roll.
And then there is this. I will give you fair warning prior to the photos. The photos you are about to see are fairly graphic and may be mistaken for something they are not. Let me assure you that they are my elbows.
When Eli went to kindy for the first time he had a half day. I dropped off the children at school - including Eli - and then spent a lovely couple of hours with a friend at a cafe. I enjoyed a hot chocolate, laughter and conversation with my very thoughtful friend. It was her idea to go to the cafe during
my baby's Eli's first kindy
experience. During our time at the cafe my left elbow felt a little
tender. To my surprise, it had a blister on it that had burst.
Later that day I discovered another blister on my right elbow. How does anyone get blisters on each of their elbows??? I know I do lots of laundry and spend enormous amounts of time in the kitchen or behind a vacuum cleaner, but those things don't give you blisters on your elbows!
What a mystery! The only possible explanation I can come up with is that I need to spend more time in cafes with lovely friends. And refine my table manners. Because I must have had my elbows on the table at the cafe and in my enthusiasm rubbed the skin off them.
Does anyone have any other explanations?
Oh, and may I just add that it is very tricky to take photos of your own elbows!
|Left elbow. Very attractive.|
|Right elbow. No less attractive than the left elbow.|