Friday, September 24, 2010
Last month, something was going on that prompted Gene to say some fateful words, "Go get your flip and record this."
I suddenly had that ill feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I had one. I bought it. I used it when we went on our honeymoon. I filmed snow through the winter. I took it to some friends summer blues jam they had at their home but that was over two months ago. WHERE WAS IT?
I checked my camera bag. I looked in the pockets of my purse. I cleaned out the cabinet were I keep my gear. I looked under the car seats!! I thought I might have taken it to Arkansas when we went to see Gene's kids and grandkids.
I sent a text to my step-son and he started tearing HIS house apart. Sadly, he had no luck either, and I finally resolved that it was gone. It had probably fallen out of my purse at some point and I didn't see it.
A few weeks went by and it was no longer in the forefront of my mind. One afternoon, I'm sitting at the computer, and Tanner is walking through the dining room. I hear "Hey!" and when I turn, there's Tanner holding my FLIP!!
You will NOT believe where he found it.
Take a super wild guess.
He found it...
EXACTLY where I left it!!
That whole time, it was sitting on my hutch in my dining room. Right where I left it for "safe keeping". Oh.. and checking the videos, I hadn't used it one time since the summer blues fest/party. Good god I'm getting old and losing my mind.
Now will someone help me find the motorcycle keys I put someplace for "safe keeping"?