Why is it that there was no "comments" section on the last post?
Why is it that I automatically assumed that no-one loved me when no-one commented rather than check all items were in place?
Why is it that I still assume that no-one loves me when they can't wade through my mega-long posts and still have the energy to comment?
(Actually, the answer to that one may be the indeterminate length of pre-menstrual attribute or just low self-esteem)
Why is it that you can add another child to the single child mix and they can play happily for hours without needing you, and yet that can be more tiring to the adult (even when the load was time-shared by the other mother)?
Why does every copy of Narnia stop in the middle of the battle? This is our second copy and again it has begun jumping.
Why do movies have loud music and soft conversation?
Why am I sitting here typing all of this codswallop rather than sipping a hot drink with my V before slipping in to bed for some slumber?