I'm not talking about the captivating and enthralling type of mystery either. My mysteries are more like this:
Why is there peanut butter on the ceiling fan?
How did the footprints get on the windshield? And why are they upside down?
Where is my homework/book/project/money...____________? (fill in the blank)
And, today's mystery: Why is the oven smoking? My whole kitchen was filled with noxious fumes. I had made an attempt at a decent dinner, baked chicken, and somehow it all went haywire. I pulled out the chicken, and on the bottom of the oven was a smoking pile of....I'm not sure.
Over our smallish dinner, with the doors open wide, despite the freezing temperatures, we were talking about what happened to the rest of dinner. My family just kept looking at me and asking WHAT was in there...like I had some idea. This mystery may be closer to being solved though. Towards the end of dinner, the littlest guy fessed up that he had put a Lego Ship in there a while ago. (But, he was sure he took it out).