We have looked high and low, north, south, east and west and still we have found nothing. No cushion has gone unturned, no bed or bookshelf has not been looked under, over or through. This doesn't mean they're not here, somewhere, hiding in our condo, secretly laughing at us. I can just hear them jingling and thinking 'OHMYGAWD she's on her knees again looking for us. It will be hysterical when they replace all of us and we decide to come out of hiding from in the fridge crisper'?!
Really, we all know that this isn't possible but it's the way I'm feeling. Keith has decided that someone has come and taken them as part of a cruel joke. My argument with that is: if someone had our keys, I'm pretty sure our truck would be gone by now. lol.
In an attempt to find them, I looked under the seats in the truck only to get injured on both arms. A scratch on one arm and a bruise to match on the other.
But don't worry about me, I'll be just fine.lol.
In an attempt to get out of Keith's way while he had another 'search and (no) rescue' party, I decided to go on the balcony to clean the bbq. All I can say about the whole experience is YUCK! Who knew it could get sssssoooo nasty in a bbq? Certainly not me! The pics don't really reflect how gross it was but it was bad....by my standards. I guess it's safe to say that I have high standards.lol
The above picture isn't the best shot as I was having a hard time taking the picture with all that gunk over my hands. It wasn't until after I dumped the bag I realized that maybe I should have taken the photo AFTER I washed my hands and arms....
Do we know how to have fun or WHAT?! lol.
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