I lost my keys between Saturday afternoon and Monday morning. That’s pretty amazing considering they weight about 5 pounds and can displace 1/2 cup of water in sheer volume.
My husband was chiding me, making me feel inferior for always misplacing things like he is so perfect. Yes, the guy who can’t match his shirts to his pants or figure out that you can start the roast beef cooking before you make the dinner salad was giving me a hard time.
I believe in the power of the Saints because when I was praying to St. Anthony to help me find what was lost after I had gone through the stinky garbage can to no avail, I was divinely inspired to look in my husband’s top drawer. He keeps his keys there.
Amazing! MY KEYS! He mistakenly put my keys in his drawer and had the nerve to mock me?
Sweet Providence. I’ve got the upper hand all locked up now.
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“I once was lost but now I’m found. Was blind but now I see.“ ~ Amazing Grace
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4 responses so far ↓
1 angelawd // Oct 21, 2008 at 10:59 am
I am always the key loser in our house. Joe is so careful about putting his in a certain place that I doubt I’d ever be in your situation – but yay for the upper hand! Don’t squander it, now!
2 patois // Oct 22, 2008 at 9:57 am
You’ll get a lot of mileage out of that one, to be sure.
3 Porsche // Oct 22, 2008 at 1:09 pm
I have to push the locator button on the telephone reciever at least once a day to find the phone. That is after 15 minutes of searching before I remember there is a button.
4 laura // Oct 22, 2008 at 9:55 pm
Did he floss after he ate crow?
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