So, this weekend we were talking about the missing camera charger (that I referenced in the Flip post below). It's been MIA since our return from Vegas about 3 or 4 weeks ago and I'm kind of fearful that it's hanging out in a hotel room drawer at the Monte Carlo. Anyway, our exchange about went a little something like this:
Me: I just don't know how we're going to take pictures of the progress at the house. I really want to document it all the way through.
Kevin: Why can't we take pictures?
Me: Well, duh. Because we the camera charger is still lost!
Kevin: It's lost? I thought you just didn't know where it was.
This makes me laugh every time I think about it. I wonder what his definition of "lost" is?