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What was I thinking when I wasn’t thinking?

Me, the lady who can’t find her cell phone…

It will be one week. One week? Did my husband say one year? An eternity before I would receive my new cell phone?

Stomp! Stomp! Helllllooooo??!!

Try calling it again. Did you dial it again? Seriously, sometimes if you keep dialing your number, someone will answer.

One time I washed my cell phone. Once I left mine on top of a cereal box at Sam’s Club.

Cell phones? Did someone lose a cell phone? No, but someone stole Debbie’s! Stole it? Are you sure? Did you catch the guy? I had one stolen once. At least I don’t take pictures with my phone. That’s the worst.

Pictures??!! Oh my goodness! (Add a little drama, throw my hand over my forehead.)”All” of my pictures are gone.

Text whoever stole it. Offer them a $50 reward to bring back the sim card. Seriously. That might work. Try it.

This is nuts. I appreciate everyone standing in the alley with me. But, I can’t believe I’m having this conversation. Actually, I’m not having any conversation. Oh, that’s pretty funny. Not having a conversation. I wish I could text that to Bonnie. Ohhhh man… All of my saved text messages are gone, too. From the kids and Ken… Can you bring home toilet paper? Get barbecue sauce. DON’T GET OUT OF THE CAR WHEN YOU PICK ME UP AT THE VB GAME… Hmmmm…

Where are you going, Debbie? For a ride? Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. With the windows open, and a breeze in my hair. I’m free for a week! Thank you for talking me through this guys.

Today’s Life Recipe: Going back to a time without cell phones can almost make you want big 80’s hair again.