I don't think I'm the only wife who has ever misplaced her husband in a time of need. Correct? Yesterday, when I needed Rickydoodle to go and haul in my crate so I could clear my table after the women's banquet, I could not find him anywhere. He was seriously MIA.So, I decided that I need to invent a device that is implanted into husbands on the day of their weddings. This device would enable wives to locate the husband at any given moment. I know, that's why cell phones were invented, but a cell phone does no good at all when they leave them in their trucks or have them on silent in their pockets. Do they all do this?
I haven't decided what I would call it or even how we would install it without their knowledge but I already know I'd have at least one buyer. Whataya say? Anymore takers?
Oh, and he did eventually show up with the desired crate and man-power to carry that crate. He and the boys had gotten bored waiting for the banquet to be over and were getting a little concerned about being in the presence of all that girly fru-fru stuff. So, they went and hung out at the local coffee shop. I guess I can't blame them.