by teresa
Yesterday I took the key out of the deadbolt to the backdoor.
The kids (Katy's kids)had a friend over out back and I didn't want the dog to be let out(the dog hates this kid).
I had no pockets, so I slid the key quickly into my bra.
Yeh...I know. Tacky...but necessary.
I ran out the door to get Nick from school.
When I came back the kid was gone and the dog was whining to get out.
I reached in my shirt...and couldn't find the key.
????
It took me ten minutes of patting myself down and then finally going to the bathroom and taking off my shirt and bra.
The key fell to the floor....it's previous whereabouts are still a mystery to me.
7 comments:
That story CRACKS me up
Chris
You're so witty honey.
your boob ate the key. then spit it out again.
Your secret hiding place is even a secret to you.
Only Victoria knows where it was!
I know someone who carries her cell phone there.
I too, carry my cell there. I have had some very funny looks at my "lumpiness" - let me tell you.
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