Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Things that go bump in the night (and day) at our house

I'm a-tellin' ya, it's getting reeeally strange. The first noticeable thing happened last Christmas. I had decided it would be a quiet one since my Dad had just passed away shortly before that. So no decorations were put up, no big gathering was planned.

And then all of a sudden, I woke up one morning and found our Christmas tree, with all her glory (lights, baubles, the works) was up!

Elves, I'm tellin' ya, elves!

Incident number 2. Some time ago, I discovered a purplish thumb-drive.

In the washing machine.

It had gone through the whole cycle of being soaked, detergented, rinsed, water-drained, spun, and tumble-dried. The machine had been set to 'high' water level, 'economy' and 'speedy' mode (this information given in case you ever need to have a thumb-drive laundered, and I'm helpful like that).

So I mentioned it on facebook, saying that the owner (read: family members) could collect it from the clothesline outside, where I had hung it out to dry along with the clothes it had been washed with.

And yes, I have to facebook my family even if we do live in the same house (*rolls eyes, LOL, click 'like', add comment, and what have you).

And no one, NO ONE, claimed it. Then whose was it?

3. Then of course there are the chocolates that go missing from the fridge.
But let's not talk about that.

4. And of late??

Remember my downstairs toilet? Remember the black and white tiles and the black and white painted walls?

Update: I had decided the cheapest flooring I could afford was just to place those anti-slip clip-together plastic mats on top of the existing floor.

I decided the toilet needed a pop of colour and chose red.
Then I found a matching candle holder in red and.....and....four little wooden cats with red ears and noses.

And therein lies the mystery!

No one knows where those cats came from! They just turned up in the living room one morning! See? I asked every one in the household and all gave me the shrug.

Well, carpe diem...(I have to throw in a Latin word so I sound a little more learned)

I remembered we had a wee little mouse somewhere... I thought they all looked kinda cute together, and put them on the toilet tank. But it seems like EVERY time I go into the toilet, they had moved! And no one owns up to moving them around..what in the world?? And here are some arrangements I have found them in.
(I have placed a white cardboard in the background for clearer pictures cos I'm an awesome photographer like that). And I have little titles for each picture.

This was my original arrangement.

In the light of ummm...ahem... a certain rally we've had in Malaysia recently, I've entitled the above:
Don't let anyone, ANYone intimidate you

Don't be fearful cos fear will make you make bad moves

And worse moves

And the worst move of all - pretense

''I don't know nothin''

''Maybe if I ignore them, they will go away''

Remember, not all the bad guys are bad.

Sometimes, you just need to show the way

And sometimes some people cats need to be toppled

So how crazy is that? Whoever is doing this, and if you're reading this, come on out and own up!

One day, I even found..

What next...?

(*rolls eyes, LOL, click 'like', add comment)

1. Do you have strange things happening at your house, too?
2. You can read about my toilet-cum-studio makeover by clicking on the purple there (you really should see the yawnnnn 'before')
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