I don’t understand how they get store-bought bread to rise in a perfect rectangle. Whoever heard of yeast rising in right angles?
I don’t understand how the car companies, in the summer of ’08 (when gas was $3.99 a gallon) could keep a straight face when they claimed that “gas has never been cheaper.”
I don’t understand Schnucks, whose ads ask us to suspend reality and accept that they are cheaper than all the other grocery stores around. Come on, people! Do you really think that just by SAYING something you can make it true?
I don’t understand how the stores down the middle of the mall stay open. Who shops at those places, anyway?
I don’t understand what Alex is thinking when he takes the jack-in-the-box, which “lives” up on a high shelf so it doesn’t get bent and unusable, and throws it down the stairs…not in a fit of temper, but just out of nowhere.
I don’t understand how a disposable diaper appeared in the drawer of the nightstand, underneath the NFP charts.
I don’t understand where all of Nicholas’s socks go. I mean, come on. He’s not even crawling yet, much less walking!
I don’t understand how the sound of a child whining in her sleep, behind a closed door, down the hall, brings me instantaneously full awake, yet morning after morning, I can sleep through Christian’s alarm clock, which is the second-most annoying alarm clock ever.
I don’t understand the inverse relationship between inspiration and time to realize it.
I don’t understand where ANY socks go…I mean seriously.
As for the bread being in rectangles, there are pans that you allow the dough to rise and you slide a cover over the bread it bakes in a rectangle. (If ever desiring to do this at home you can wrap foil over your top of the loaf pan or place a light-weight cookie sheet over the pan.)
Look at this site, the review isn’t very kind but the product shows you what it does! http://www.kingarthurflour.com/shop/items/pain-de-mie-pan-with-lid-9
Aha! Finally, someone solves one of the great mysteries of life!
a lingerie bag will solve the baby socks problem. I used to keep it next to Eva’s hamper and throw her socks in it instead of in the hamper with the rest of her clothes. It zips closed and stays closed through the washer and dryer and voila – all the socks are still there!
Well, that works when all the socks are still on the feet. The trouble in our house is, they steem to hop off the feet and run off before we get upstairs for the night!