Welcome to NaBloPoMo 2009 friends and neighbors.
Tarzan thinks he's lost his wedding ring and it's making him increasingly depressed. While I certainly don't see it as symbolic of anything dire, our anniversary is in three days and the absence of the ring bothers him. A lot.
It also bothers him that he can't remember where he was when he had it last - he was tapping it against something hard - so that's also giving him fits. We're looking but with no idea of the starting place, eight hundred square feet is a lot to search, especially when the not obvious places are all dusty - it's not under the couch or treadmill - or covered with piles of paper - it's not on either of our desks. I'm sure we will find it eventually but Tarzan is missing it pretty hard.
What's your most frantic lost story? It'll make us feel better that the ring doesn't have to be fed or watered or anything while it's gone.
This is me, and we're looking high and low.
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Uhg, thay's awfu;! Ew,ember wjen you found mom's diamond on the floor of the kitchen??? Maybe Taezan could have Dad's, he doesn't wear it.
It's in the car between the seats.
I'm not happy that Tarzan lost his ring, but I'm also very aware that this is the first entry of NaNoBloPo so I'm looking forward to future installments and hoping full well that he'll find it soon.
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