Keys and Ohio

Today was a fun day. I was running late for work, and as I’m getting into the car, I notice that I’m missing my keys. Great. Just what I need. I run back in the house and still can’t find them. I yell up to Dh and ask if I can use his. Not a problem. Around 9:30, he calls me, “Did you find them?”. Uh, no. I’m at work. I had dumped out my purse and checked around the car, but nothing was there. As soon as I got home for lunch, he asked me again. I checked around the whole house, even in the laundry basket and by the dogs’ kennels. Nothing. Dh keeps asking me, “Did you find them?”. After I go to the bathroom, I tell him they aren’t in there either. For some reason, I think to check the garbage, which is out at the curb to be picked up today. I check the Culver’s bag that I had in the car last night and threw out. Nothing, nothing, jingle. Shit. There they were. Did I mention it was garbage day? I was pretty damn lucky. Never lost my keys before today, won’t do it again.

Last weekend, Dh and I went to Ohio with the in laws for Dh's cousin's graduation party. It was a good time, except for all of the rain we (read: Dh) had to drive through to get there. The water was over the center line of the road in Portage WI. It made a long trip even longer. We did take two family pictures last weekend. One for MIL's fmaily and one for FIL's. It was nice to catch up with both sides of the family.

Here's MIL's family:And us blowing off a little steam from the photo shoot:

And FIL's family: