THE MISSING HAT

As Eminem once said: Back to reality. Oops. Here comes gravity.

Vacation is definitely over.

If something is missing around the house why does everyone look to me. Did I take it...move it...see it...touch it... The only thing unasked is did I put it away, we all know that that would never happen. Henry just spent a half hour looking for his yellow USPS hat with the insignia for the Tour de France (he was a little jealous of Michael's because it was signed by Lance Armstrong).

He had it on last night--where did it go? After him tearing around the house like a madman, I said I would go look.

Immediately found the hat that he had had on last night, which was blue and said Taylormade, not yellow and USPS. I know you are wondering how I knew what hat he was wearing. Simple. He sat across from me and when he is across from me and eating all I can see is the hat (which is why I would prefer he remove it while eating--a little sidebar, sorry!)

His response, "Oh, maybe it is in the car." Out he goes, cheerily to find his hat on the seat of the car. No apologies for the rants, the accusations are over. Order has been restored to the kingdom.

What is that old conundum--"If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" If Henry is the only person in the kitchen and a plate breaks just remember "he did not touch it, do it, drop it."

Well, I am back at work today...the night shift. When I get home Project Runway will be over. After last week's project, no doubt this week they will be reassembling a house to spark their creative force. I think that maybe they went just a tad bit tooooooo far last week. But still some pretty incredible designs came out...oh, yeah, some pretty incredibly hideous things as well. All in all, anything they did was better than I could do or even think of so who am I to talk or write, however, I do not think that this season has been as good as season's past. There is really no "bad boy"--I think that was supposed to be Stella this year but I am even beginning to like her. There is no Wendy Pepper to liven things up (I'm a pepper wouldn't you like to be a pepper too?) or Laura Bryant's elegant sophistication (and life budget for Manolo's). Incidentally Laura's goodies are now at QVC. I am rambling, obviously.