My watch is gone. The perfect watch that I lost a few months ago and miraculously found again. The one I swore I would take excellent care of from now until Jesus comes back, and even after that if He'd let me keep it and if it went with my glorified body. I could have a few links taken out so that it would fit my dainty, slender, glorified wrist. I love that watch and it's just goner than gone. It's the gonest. And this time I think it took my iPod with it.
I'm pretty sure they're in Vegas taking in The Blue Man Group or Cirque du Soleil. Or, by now, they are in Nambia awaiting the birth of their little iPod mini with a second hand.
Come back, you two! Please come back!
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OK, a watch is small and dainty. But an iPod too? Oh, also small. They will turn up. I assume you have checked all 6 couches? Did you send them to summer camp perhaps?
If they do cohabit and have a litter I'd be happy to take at least one of the baby watchPods off your hands. :-)
Have a great Friday and a wonderful weekend. :-)
Love and hugs,
Diane
"...birth of their little iPod mini..." {sputter, snort} HA!!!!
They will come crawling back..I'm sure of it!
um, wonder where they could be?
If you find them would you please send the dozen or so single socks, the bookmark that I love, the paper that I wrote down the very important information that I can't lose, and all the other stuff that't disappeared. I know they all get together somewhere in the U.S. and have little cameras in every household and they sit and laugh while we frantically search for them!!!!!
Good heavens. Now, we're going to stop getting you such nice things if you can't keep track of them, dear! ;)
Sorry to break this to ya, but if they are with the Blue Man Group...they are smashed to smithereens!
Is that kind of like the dish that ran away with the spoon? Hmm...
The butler did it.
I believe they're backpacking around Europe. Anyway, as in the old Chicago song, "Does anybody really know what time it is?"
Oh, how can you live without your iPod? Don't look for it. You only find things when you're NOT looking.
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