A Life of Adventure

No one can say that I lead a boring life.  If they did I would be shocked.  Let’s take this week for instance.  I get a mysterious delivery on Valentine’s Day that has yet to be solved and now, this morning, I tried to open my back door and it was stuck.  After struggling, while Cherie was crossing his legs to keep from peeing on the floor, I managed to get a great big bag off the door handle. 

       Hmmm, well I did hear some tapping on my window last night just as I was getting out of my bath but by the time I had my robe on and puttered down to the other end of the house a great big vehicle was pulling out of the driveway, unrecognized by me.  So I pull out the stuff from the bag and I am even more puzzled.  There is something addressed to me that obviously came from my mailbox.  There is a book with a girlfriend’s name on it – how did she get my mail?  And then there is a celebrity bio (Meredith Baxter) with no name in it.  I think for a while as this last seems to indicate Charlotte.  But I had already picked up my parcel, did the post office give her a second, unknown parcel which she picked up a day late?  Then how did she get Carol’s book?  Oh yes, we had lunch last month and Carol must have lent it to her while I was in the washroom

       That’s my detective training coming in to play.  I had just done 2 “hard” Sudoku so my brain must have been peaking (stop laughing).  There is a reason why I was puzzled for longer than 30 seconds.  Normally my sister would hammer (not tap) at my window and she would be yelling “HEY, anyone home” at the top of her lungs!  Hence the puzzlement.  She was being genteel.  Remember The Nanny, when she was trying to be demure.  Yes, some things just do not fit the pattern.

       One thing my family is strong on – a sense of humour.  I will be chuckling all day at Char’s sense of demureness last night.  She threw me off balance.

I'm going to have to get a doorbell.