Lost and found

My husband tells me today that there's a book that we must buy. It's called How to Find Lost Objects . He was serious .There's indeed a book by that name authored by someone called Michael Solomon.Dunno if it's to do with this house but ever since we moved here over four months ago., I keep losing stuff. Within less than a week of moving in, I lost a very expensive cell phone and the rest slowly followed. But wierd thing was, I would have to look for g what I wanted all over the place for a good half an hour before I found it. It was bordering on the bizaare but the positive part was that I would find what I was looking for eventually. ( But I still haven't got my phone nor my driving licence back! ) I'm not enjoying this , bending down all fours, trying to locate that glue stick which was in front of my nose just a while ago..Maybe your house is spooked , suggested a friend , very helpfully. Should I call the Ghostbusters? May be it's not the house it's just me..I can actually remember losing keys all the time in school and breaking open my lockers..Finally there came a time I would buy only the breakable /pickable locks! Anyone remembers Mobaj locks ? Losing something is bad enough but the thought of someone having your personal possession , like a picture or bits of personal information is downright creepy ! Must get that book , seriously!

What is your poison ?

This cafe is open for conversations for all my friends, family and kindred spirits elsewhere . Distances ,time constraints are not such a big deal, is it, to share a coffee in cyber space along with a slice of life? Cappuccino is my personal favourite but you can have your frappe or expresso or mocha, even Irish creme ! "Only coffee ?" some folks want to know. Well , sadly for them, this is not a pub since I don't have the taste, head nor the stomach for anything else more spirited. It's near embarrassing to go to parties and decline a drink. You don't drink, they ask incredulously, not even a glass of white wine ? What can I say ? Among journalists, the fraternity one most hangs out with, drinking is considered an occupational hazard. My husband , the well- heeled traveller, asks me what I would do in France where wine not water is served everywhere. Well, that is Marie Antoinette's country for you.And I for one is not about to go on a Parisian sojourn much as I would love to. Practically everyone has their favourite poison these days.My daughter discovered Coke accidently (???) at age five months and has not stopped guzzling since despite all our warnings of acids in her elixir. As for me my daily caffeine fix is the wake up cuppa only. ( Btw, Italians drink their cappuccinnos only in the mornings ! ) But a coffee here anytime is welcome..