I left for work late today, running out into the 20-something degree morning with Baxter in tow – hair still damp, not a trace of make-up on my face, with God-knows-what thrown into my bag for lunch, and (fingers crossed) the work files I need for the day.

The only reason I’m even inside the clinic right now is because Matt was willing to dig through the kitchen trash to look for my set of keys. And, yes, that’s where they were.

All I can say is, it’s a damn good thing that Lyle was on another floor of the house, busily engaged in a fun game with his babysitter, or he would’ve eaten his whole shirt by the time I got out of there this morning!

TGIF, everyone.

PS: An update from the Ransom Note front…there’s an article in today’s New York Times about this ad campaign, and some of the best bloggers on the subject are quoted! Check it out – and the comments section gives you another opportunity to voice your opinion if you are so inclined.


5 responses to “T.G.I.F.

  1. I had to dig through the kitchen trash the other day to find our entire book of Christmas-card stamps! OK, not as important as keys, but still important! And….yuck!

  2. This Matt fellow sounds really great — digging through the trash for your keys? Wow!

  3. Very clever, Not Matt, very clever. However, I have already done your Christmas shopping.

    Nice try.

  4. Great! Thank you for sharing this article!

  5. Lori at Spinning Yellow

    Jordan – You are so on top of things! Thanks for the link to the article (and for putting in your comment there).

    The keys in the trash thing reminds me of that Trout Fishing in America song “Baby’s got the car keys”. You know it? The baby puts the keys in her diaper and then the keys get thrown out in the trash. Funny! Glad your “not Matt” was nice enough to do the fishing out.

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