I lost my iPhone at the concert last night. I panicked!!! I retraced my steps, checked lost and found, and asked a few beer men.
I was just sick. I usually take care of my things.
When I did a final check under our blanket and the rest of our stuff, I saw the couple that had been next to us had moved a little further down the hill.
I went and asked the lady if she knew where my phone was. She said no then asked her hubby and he said no and that they don't even have iPhones. He then patted down his jeans and lookie there!!! He had my phone this whole time. I suspect he took it on purpose- its in a big thick chunky case that's pretty noticible, but felt sorry for me and decided to give it back. Doesn't matter tho really. I GOT MY PHONE BACK!!!
but damn, I must be addicted to the thing seeing how upset I was.
. I need to backup my pics and things, in case this ever happens again without the happy outcome.
I was very tired and hungover this morning. It was hard getting kids to school and especially having to taste test 5 gnarly chicken breasts.
I took the smallest bites possible. Hopefully tomorrows last 5 will be palatable. I'll get $80 tomorrow for my input the last 3 days.
Happy bday drift!
High to everyone. I'm too tired for personal hellos. I'm going to put myself out of my misery and hit the hay.
Biu!