Daily Diatribes

And just like that, the saga of the cell phone ended. Monday night, into Tuesday morning, I nagged and hounded MA about the phone. I kept telling her to look for it, kept trying to get her to ‘fess up to her loss. But she wouldn’t budge. Not because she knew she had left it in Jackson; she really believed it was somewhere in her stuff and that it would turn up eventually.

But all good things come to an end. When she went to soccer on Tuesday night, Cassie told her about it. The problem with my blog publishing itself on Facebook (which I don’t even know how I set that up and I can’t figure out how to turn it off) is that it gives the children access to the inner sanctum, the most intimate chambers of my being. Brats. Turns out Cassie is not only a thief, she is a STOOL PIGEON as well! She sang like a canary and told MA I had the phone. I can’t fault her for her loyalty, but I will get even. Watch your back Cassie; I know you’re reading this!

Tuesday night, MA was reunited with her phone and Napoleon purchased a new one for himself. Just like that, my family was reconnected to the information age. God’s in His heaven, all’s right with the world….now WHAT the heck am I going to blog about????