The spare set

We've been missing our spare set of truck keys since I moved to Alabama back in Dec. 2009. Naturally, I blamed Dale for losing them. They are after all keys to his truck, right? I assumed he put them in one of his classic "safe" places which history shows are just random places that he forgets and we'd never see them again.

After nearly two years MIA, I found them today while I was washing some stuff for the winter. I'm not sure why he did it, but he must have put them in the pocket of my pink winter coat. I don't know how else they would have gotten there. Surely I wouldn't have been the one to do it, why would I put them in my own coat pocket?

Ok, ok, I'll admit I owe Dale an apology. But to be fair, I was pregnant and very forgetful when I lost them, so I won't take the full blame. Dale's the one who got me pregnant, so by law, he must take 50% of the blame too. I think I read that somewhere.

Oh fine, I'm lying. I lost those darn keys all on my own, I'll admit it. Man, I hate it when I'm wrong... :)