I noticed the other day that my blog has more photos than stories or notes on life these days. Figured maybe I should change that a little. Last night, while it was dumping rain at our house, Mike noticed that his wedding ring was missing. He had been working in the garage most of the day and wearing rubber gloves. So, he sat on the floor pulling rubber gloves apart. I was certain that an adult melt-down was about to happen. I have no idea why, but I thought to check the bed and under the bed. With one quick glance I noticed the ring under our bed. When I gave it back to Mike he said that during the night he heard what he thought was a washer hitting the floor - but it was just his ring.
Adult melt-down averted!
In other news another nice error message with a robot. People online have been coming up with really good error messages!
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Mark lost his ring in a pile of horse manure. There is a symbolism there....
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