Please forgive the title, I just couldn't help myself.
So, the hubby and I are busily involved in Summer of Fun 2008 (which loosely translates into doing a boatload of crap around the house that needs to be done or I am going to scream) and I ask the him to find me a particular organizational item from the garage to send to the lucky winner of the SAHM Giveaway (congrats Meagan! I know you were probably shocked to win, what with those odds and all!) when I noticed he'd been gone quite some time. So I ventured out to the garage to see what was going on and he tells me that he can't find the thing I'm looking for and he's looked everywhere. When a man says he's looked everywhere what he means is that he looked in all the places that jumped out in front of him and completely ignored anything that might be behind or under something else because apparently those places simply don't exist. Or at least they don't qualify as "everywhere". So within seconds I spot the box that was sitting right there on a shelf behind something and said; "Right there, that's it!" He got it down and handed it to me and I went in the house while he stayed out in the garage to organize a few more things. Meanwhile back in the house I'm busy sweeping up Cheerios and crackers off the floor when the phone rings. It's the hubby. He says he'd like to me to unlock the door and let him in. Sadly, this is not the first time I've done this.