Vagaries of Clothing / Feeling Older

I was doing my laundry today, and had the opportunity to once again ponder the vagaries of clothing. You know, the 2 socks that are missing, but aren't a pair - one sock from each pair is missing. The pants that always have one leg turned inside out when I take them from the washer, even though I know I put them in with both legs turned the same way. And then there's my 2 shirts - identical, except in color. They each have a ribbon (of corresponding color) that laces up the front. The ribbon on the red shirt always stays laced into the shirt. But - and this is what baffles me - the ribbon in the blue shirt never does. I've had to fetch it out of the lint trap almost every time it's washed. I've even washed them in the same load, and it's the blue ribbon that comes undone. I can only conclude that there are little gremlins in my washer and dryer that enjoy doing these things to my clothes to keep laundry day more interesting.

April is not my favorite month any more. It used to be, when i'd be happy at the thought of winter ending, flowers blooming, birthdays for 2 of my kids, and April 15th finally passing. But somewhere along the way, it changed. Winter pretty much looks like spring here in southern California, just different flowers in bloom. Now my kids birthdays just remind me that I'm getting older too. My daughter turns 30 today - but I can't possibly be old enough to have a child that age. And my baby (all 6'3" of him) turns 24. My own birthday coming up just hammers home the fact that I'm getting old. Even April 15th has little significance now that I'm no longer working in the tax industry.