This is not one of the deeper mysteries of life, but nonetheless, it is still something that puzzles me. When I was a kid, it seemed as though mom was always losing our socks. Everytime she would return from the laundromat, invariably, one of us kids would have at least one sock without a mate. Mom used to tell us that there were “time pockets” in the washing machine and that sometimes some of our socks or other clothing would go into another dimension. I think she may have actually believed this for a while, but I know she doesn’t hold to that explanation now. Anyhow, it seems the “missing sock mantle” has been passed down to me, because missing socks happen with my children too. I can’t blame it on forgetting things at the laundromat either, because I am blessed with a washer and dryer of my own. So, I was wondering, what do you in blogworld think of this? Can you come up with any explanations to explain this perplexing phenomenon?