Dear Group, Lately I've just about had it with my gold colored wooly socks! I wear them only as bed socks because they're just too flashy to wear for everyday occasions but last week they started acting up when it was time to throw them in with the rest of the wash. I knew that I had put both socks into the wash but when I took everything out of the drier I found only one sock. I checked all around the inside of the tub of the wash machine but I didn't find it hiding in there. I checked all around the inside of the drier drum but didn't find it there either. Then I figured that it was probably clinging to the inside of one of the items that I had just folded up nice and neatly. So I unfolded every one, shook them out to dislodge the sock, but it just wasn't there. After I refolded everything, I checked the cellar floor around the area and when I didn't find the other sock anywhere at all, I figured it must have dropped out of the laundry basket when I was bringing it down into the cellar. I traced my steps back up to the bedroom, searched all around the bedroom but still couldn't find the stray sock. Oh, well, I figured it would turn up somehow. Well, this evening when I had another load of wash to put into the drier, there it was waiting for me inside the drier. It must have been clinging to the "roof" of the drier when I inspected the inside. Ah ha! Problem solved! When tonight's load of laundry was eventually folded up and taken upstairs to be put away, I deposited the stray sock in the sock drawer feeling pleased that I again had a pair of gold colored wooly socks to wear as bed socks. But wait a minute! Where was the other sock? It wasn't in the sock drawer where it was supposed to be! I rummaged around the sock drawer and still no sock. I looked all around the bedroom and still no sock. And right up until this moment, I still have only one gold colored wooly sock. Now if you think for one minute that I'm going to admit to the possibility that it just may be because I had a "senior moment" and that I just forgot where I put the first sock, don't even go there! I know darned well what the problem is. Those flashy socks have copped an attitude because I'm too embarrassed to wear them in public and they're determined to make some sort of point of their own. Rumor has it that they have actually gotten together and are making up picket signs that read, "Proud to be flashy and seen in public-not hidden under bed covers!" "Sock Power! Sock Power!" Oh, dear, I think Auntie Vee needs to get away from the laundry and out of the house again! vee