If you had tried to call us today between the hours of 3 and 6pm, you would not have reached us. One of our phones was lost, and off the hook. Jason and I kept listening in on the phone that was not lost, trying to figure out what the background noise was. Some sort of... fan....maybe a distant lawnmower....maybe the swamp cooler....or the white noise machine. We checked out all of these possibilities with no luck. Later, while Jason was looking for something to eat, the humming of the refrigerator suddenly sounded familiar to him. He searched through the fridge, no phone, but...Ahaa, the freezer. There it sat, on the blob of melted and refrozen Popsicle that I've thought about cleaning up for a few months now. Or maybe a year.
We're not exactly sure how it got there (the phone, not the Popsicle blob). I think it must have been earlier today when we had 9 (yes NINE) neighbor kids, plus all my kids, at our house. There was some sort of squabble at the freezer "No, I'm sorry, I don't keep that many Popsicles on hand...." I had to wrestle a few kids out of the freezer (mostly Ben). I guess that's when we lost the phone. This is just one more reason (I'm making a list) for me to be done having kids.
oh come on! you don't want to feed the whole neighborhood? what's wrong with you? btw, our cordless phone gets lost for DAYS, not just hours. You're lucky the battery was still charged. Well, I'm sure you would have gotten into the freezer eventually.
ReplyDeleteI really feel the need to break out into Michael McCleans song "You're not alone." We currently have FIVE . . .yes! you heard me correctly! FIVE cordless phones. On most days we can't find four of them.(This is why we had to buy five . . . I wanted to up our chances of at least having one.) Anyway . . . I'll start checking my freezer. You never know.
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