Friday, January 22, 2010
Welcome To My Life, Ed. 2, Vol II
The other night, Cowboy H and I were trying to get cozy on the couch, enjoy a fire and watch a movie. I was doing something (can't remember what) and I looked over to see Cowboy H tearing the pillows and covers off the couches, mumbling.
Where the heck is the remote?
So we start looking together. Under couches, under beds, under pillows, under cushions. Cowboy H even lifted the recliner completely off the ground to check under there.
Oh well, it'll turn up eventually.
My brain was turning, however, since I really hate when I can't find what I'm looking for. I will continue looking until I find it. Even if it makes me late to something.
How funny would it be if my dog had dragged it into the backyard. Actually, that wouldn't be that funny. Do you have a flashlight?
Sure enough, there it was, sitting right smack in the middle of the backyard grass.
Welcome to my life. You should visit regularly.