My Favorite Game

Is called "Find the Sweatshirt". Or, "Find the Keys/Cellphone/Purse/Etc."

I lose things a lot. I just spent several minutes playing that first game, only to realize that the sweatshirt in question was sitting next to me.

I rock. Have I mentioned that before? 'Cause it's true.

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Also, I need to learn to use my words. Taking A to the transportation hub today, T (who was driving) considered pulling out in front of a truck that he didn't see. Rather than saying something along the lines of, "My darling fiancee, there appears to be a large vehicle outside of your current range of vision. Please use caution before journeying further into this intersection", I made a sound that was similar to "Auughtrphaaaa!!" and pointed at the truck.

Seriously? I amaze myself sometimes. I do that all the time--See something in the road, a traffic snarl or something weird, and if T doesn't react immediately, I start making barking/moaning/growling sounds rather than forming words.

Sounding like a drunk infant is not the best way to alert someone of peril.

Just sayin' is all.