So there I am, at work yesterday morning. I sit down at my desk and
pull out my cell phone and notice that my left hand feels a little
lighter. I then notice that something is missing, my wedding ring. I
am like where oh where can it be? So I develop a game plan. It had to
be in the car or in the garage or in the house. I get home from work
and Holly is making me spagetti and chicken(a Kansas dish) and is like
- what is wrong? I then tell her about the incident and she is worried
to. So I start to narrow down places. The rule of thumb in looking for
things is to know where it isn't and then what is left should be where
it is. I was about to move all of the boxes in the garage around when
Holly is like "dinner time!" So I go in and vent. Meanwhile Holly is
telling me - have you looked everywhere? Maybe it is right under your
nose. And I am still distressing over where to look next. Finally at
the end of the meal I reach for the napkin and notice my ring has made
a lovely napkin holder. Apparently she had found it on the floor in
the bedroom. Whew, crisis averted... Even though I gained 15 pounds it
is all in my belly as my ring is a little loose. Glad I found it. I'm
taking her someplace nice tonight. Have a good weekend!