You know that line “all who wander are not lost?”
Don’t believe it.
I have lost my keys, which are kind of important, not the least because my key ring includes my Swiss Army Knife (with a story of its own). My Swiss Army Knife has a corkscrew on it. I don’t use it very often, but it’s comforting to know it’s there.
My keys are somewhere in my house. My very, very, very messy house. Steve and I both came down with the same-but-different cold on Tuesday. The one that makes you look and feel and sound very, very old. The good news is that it was a look into the future. The not so good news is that it wasn’t the cute old people holding hands while rocking in their chairs on the front porch future. Sigh.
I am embarrassed to tell you how much TV I have been watching…but it’s enough that I can now tell the three Kardashian sisters apart (I can’t believe I just confessed to that).
I also can’t find the cord that connects my iPhone to my computer. The one that would enable me to publish the cute photo of my tea mug with my cough drops. Because I know you were all just waiting for that one.
Update….here it is:
Tonight I am going for the shot of whiskey with my tea. And then a family scavenger hunt for my keys. Because we know how to have a good time over here.
Happy Friday. See you on the flip side.
You put milk in your tea?