My Newbie is Showing

A Peek at Chaos

This morning started out with a family ruckus. Hard to believe so soon after Christmas. But three checks had gone missing. I remember giving mine to my husband for banking. He remembers looking at them and putting them down. I reiterate that I remember giving them to my husband. So for punishment, I made those two that were causing the frackus go through the garbage. (When mama's not happy, nobody's happy). Then the hubby reminded me that I clean the kitchen every Tuesday and I move things and can't remember where i move them. Expletive Deleted! Now they were in the void of "knows not where"





Good thing St. Anthony, the finder of lost things, is now my best buddy. Yes, they turned up three hours later. St. Anthony is so nice to me. The boy would not ask St. Anthony for help, so he is still scavageing. HA!





Next time you lose something, you can either learn from my example, or figure it out on your own. :)