There's a pinecone in my refrigerator, between the processed cheese food and the moldy leftovers. I usually have canned goods on my bookshelves, and when I can't find my shoes, I know I'll have the best luck if I check the bathtub first. Sometimes these rearrangements are annoying, but usually they just make me smile. I know some day the kids will grow up and everything will stay where it's supposed to, until I get old and demented and misplace things myself. Well, I always have that to look forward to. Here's Sally reorganizing the kitchen cabinets.
