Thursday, October 6, 2011

apples and pocket holes.

I was going to write a post about apple picking but instead I am going to talk about Lobsterman's penchant for losing things.

He has lost his wallet, license, car keys and a variety of other items of importance about a million times since I've met him. This is not an exaggeration. He's lost items everywhere from a movie theater to the White Mountains. I know this because somehow someone always finds his lost item and mails it back to us. So odd.

So when I looked at this picture closely, I noticed something....sticking out of his back pocket. {click on the photo to enlarge} Our apartment key!

I am pretty sure we lost this key on that day. It's obvious to me that the man needs to stop wearing jeans with holes and then perhaps our problems will be solved.

The end.

1 comment:

erin said...

for some reason this post reminded me of that "wee sing around the campfire" song, "there's a hole in the bucket (dear liza, dear liza)." you know it? rest assured i'll be singing it for the rest of the night.