Wednesday, January 2, 2008

No missing socks, unfortunately

So it turns out that my mother HAD gotten me an ice scraper (sorry, Mom!). It was wedged snugly under the passenger seat (where I swear I'd looked), along with Jules' missing sunglasses. This means that I can return the spatula that had been acting as Interim Ice Scraper to my kitchen. Hooray.

1 comment:

  1. And if we had been on the planet during lunch, I would have said "Pannie can you please bring the sunglasses with you?" And you'd say "Jules they are already in my bag." Alas. Next time we can do that.