
Remember kids, a
sunshiny Friday trumps
my keys are locked in the car and
I seem to have misplaced my cell phone every single time.
I'll be outside in the glorious spring morning sunshine--where the birds are chirping and the bees are buzzing-- glaring at my purse, which is locked inside my car.
I'm about 99.9% sure that this is totally G's fault.
Totally.