I really wanted to post pictures of some of the charming snowmen I've seen in our area, but alas! I lost my camera over the holidays. After digging and hunting, I finally caved and began calling around. I left it at my sister's-in-law and will have it when she sends it to me.
I took Team Testosterone and 3 of their buddies to the sledding hill a couple weeks ago. That's when we found only 3 of our 4 sleds. Funny thing about when you leave a sled in the yard and then it snows and the sled disappears. No one could remember exactly where they left it lie, so it's lost until the snow melts enough.
Then on Monday night I sent Mr. T to his Boy Scout meeting (about to finish one of those 3 merit badges, yo) with my phone. He had basketball practice and needed to track the time so he could run from the VFW hall to the high school. Because he's 13, he tossed the phone in the pouch of his hooded sweatshirt and somewhere between Boy Scouts and the gym it got lost.
I valiantly tried to call the number in hopes that someone found it in a snowbank or at the VFW hall. No dice. My handy-dandy flip phone's a goner. After 48 hours I called off the search and went to the phone store. Now I have a smart phone and I feel really stupid because there's a lot to learn. It's got more bells and whistles than my laptop for crying out loud. And it's touchy, too. Took me almost half an hour to set up my voice mail.
This morning Mr. D called me and I couldn't figure out how to answer it. Yep, you guessed it, reader. I'm lost.