Case of the Missing Toe Ring

It was on Sunday the 4th when I noticed the ring missing from a toe on my left foot.

I can’t even tell you how many years I’ve been wearing toe rings. It’s just something I’ve always done, feel awkward without.

Fortunately, I’d not been outside for days, which meant it had to have fallen off inside, so I began searching.

Finding nothing after checking the floor in every room, I checked the bathtub in case it had fallen off in the soapy water; checked all the socks I’d recently worn, maybe it had gotten stuck inside, but still nothing.

After a cursory search of the bedding yielded nothing, I called on Saint Anthony (Saint Anthony, Saint Anthony, please come down, something is lost and can’t be found) and left it at that, because Saint Anthony has always pulled through for me.

Now feeling the toe ring would eventually show up, I stopped obsessing over it.

"Eventually" can be a long time. So, feeling naked without one of my toe rings, I two days later purchased another, in a different style.

Waking up yesterday morning to actual sunshine, though still windy, I pushed myself to do my least favorite chore — laundry.

Stripping the bed to wash the sheets, I tossed the quilts away, began removing the sheets, went in the other room for something or other.

Walking back to finish stripping the sheets, I spotted something shiny.

Oops there it is

Saint Anthony came through once again.

Even though the ring is back in place, having ordered another is probably a good idea because the current ring is suddenly rather loose. Probably why it slipped off.

In other news, there’s a new trend on TikTok. First was the one about people with red hair/gingers being Black. Now some guy has a theory that all white people have birds in their homes.

Dear Readers: What do you think of this hypothesis? Do you have figurines, images of birds, or real birds in cages?