No! No I can't hear you. I can never hear you because I never know where you are! You continually play games with me, the hide and seek kind. You hide, I seek. I know you are in cahoots with the purse, aka the magician's hat, because every time I look in there I can never find you. You make me search all over the house and when I check again, in the purse, I end up finding you....sometimes. You are very creative with your hiding spots.
The day before I realized you were gone the husband I were riding. We wanted to go again the next day but he had to work for a few hours. He tried calling, but I couldn't hear you, the son tried calling, but I still couldn't hear you. When he came home we were going to leave. I wanted to take you with me but I couldn't find you, no surprise there.
I used the house phone to look for you and you didn't answer. I ran all over the house searching but you were no where to be found. You had me convinced I lost you on the trail during our last ride. I was so frustrated I never wanted to see you again.
So we left without you.
Earlier that day and the night before, Granny and the Aunt kept hearing sounds in their house. They tried to follow the sound but it always stopped. Over and over again they would hear this sound but it never stayed on long enough for them to locate it.
That was you wasn't it, playing tricks on the elderly. How mean can you be? This time you went too far.
Yep, you hid your self on the floor in their living room, tucked under a chair and played your hide and seek game with them. At night you would make your sound, then the next day as well. You had the Aunt convinced she was hearing the battery go out in an alarm. I bet you thought you were so clever.
Even though I gave up on you the husband wasn't going to let you get the better of us. He walked into Granny and the Aunts house and gave you a surprise call. You were too cocky to resist and answered. Game over.
Granny and the Aunt couldn't believe it was you the whole time, keeping them awake while playing your tricks.
The husband handed you to me. I should have turned you away, but I couldn't. I didn't want to admit it, but I was glad to have you back.
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That is too funny. I can just see your aunt and granny cocking their heads to the side listening for the strange sound.
Ok, so I am begging you to take a short little drive over the mountains, through the valley, over the freeway and on to Elma for the bazaar this Saturday...please, please, please. I am sure you can recruit some friends to ride along and make a day of it. I am sure you wouldn't be disappointed. Plus, I want to meet you and take a picture with you so I can blog about meeting someone REALLY cool from blogland.
LOL That's the one thing I hate about cell phones. Too lose-able.
Now this is truly a "Smart" phone.
OK, that's a little bit funny.
Too bad we all can't get along with the dang phones. That would show 'em.
That is absolutely hilarious!
(Mine is only for text messaging, heaven forbid I would ever lose it - I'd never find it by the ring!)
I think your phone and my keys are having a little illicit fling... that would explain why both are constantly missing.
Ha - Isn't that the way? I leave mine in the drawer at night! W.C.C.
Hey was my phone there too, along with the keys? Cause they are no where around here...
LOL! What a great story! It is just too funny, and I can just see the gals searching and searching for the sound of the cell phone. They must have though they were going nuts!
I wonder if yours is the long lost sister of mine?... hmmm...
Darn Phones...can't live with 'em can't live without 'em - kinda like a man in that sense...
This made me giggle. I can just imagine them wandering around looking for it, lol
Ha! That sneaky little phone. This post reminded me of how my dad's phone kept ringing one day and he thought it was something acting up on the car. He pulled over and everything. Ha!
Ha!!! What a great story!
I can't live without my cell. I once left it at a Thai place picking up a to go order. Not even green curry could keep me at home, it sat on the counter getting cold while I drove all over town searching for me phone. Found it! Phew!
Augh! I hate it when my phone goes missing. It is like losing a child. ;)
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