That's not my picture of the phone. I should have taken one, it would have lasted longer. I know it's my fault and really it is not a big deal in the grand scheme of things but, I'm just sick of my bad luck.
As I said, I was one mile into my run when I realized it was gone. I ran the mile back to the house frantically looking and I could not find it. At that point I came in the house to tell George and ask him to come out and help me. I ran the mile route again and nothing. George said to drive home and he'd walk back and see if he could find it. Boo! Still no phone.
Mile One: 11:09
Mile Two: 11:05 walk/run looking
Mile Three: 14:09 walk/jog REALLY looking hard
I couldn't muster up the desire to finish off the last two miles of my run. Three miles would have to do.
Oh well. I was waiting for George to "yell" at me for being so stupid. I was primed and ready to remind him of the $17,000 worth of damage he did to my vehicle. He never said a word though. Darn it!
I know he didn't wreck my car on purpose, no more than I lost my phone intentionally.
Really I just wanted to post that picture to show the blog world that my husband ran into a pole going 10 mph. My car is FINALLY finished and being shipped here to Texas tomorrow. Ain't she pirty? I can't wait to get her back!
Before the day's excitement I did manage to make some yummy goodness.
Easy Chocolate Pumpkin Cake with Creamy Frosting
Prepare any chocolate cake per box instructions, replacing oil, eggs and water with a can of pumpkin. I guarantee this cake will turn out very, very moist.
To prepare icing:
Place the brown sugar, 1/2 cup butter, and 1/3 cup heavy cream in a medium saucepan. Bring to a boil while stirring to blend until smooth. Cook until sugar is dissolved. Whisk in the confectioner's sugar, and drizzle over the cake immediately.
I have trouble making things LOOK pretty but trust me this was really delicious.
How can I be mad about breaking my shoulder, breaking my wrist, having surgery, a wrecked car, having surgery #2, moving half way across the country, having another surgery with one more planned or a silly little phone? Hahaha One thing all this has taught me is that the little things really don't matter and life is really all about licking the spoon?