I know that all families have strange quirks and mine is no exception. My youngest son thinks I have fairy God parents because I can cook pretty well—no, Mom has a recipe book. And my husband thinks that I have some sort of powers because I can tear a washing machine apart, repair it, and have a load of laundry going when he gets in from work—nope, I looked it up on the internet and my knack for knowing everything; E.S.P? Nah, friends and friends of friends gossiping drives my oldest son nuts. He says I know what is happening in his life before he does. Everybody just likes to think there is a supernatural reason for everything, but not in this case, just good old common sense.