EEEEK!

I cannot find my wedding ring. I know where I took it off, and where I put it…but it’s not there. I’ve looked all over the place and I’m coming up bupkiss. Eeeeeeeek! Also, about 3/4 of the binkies have gone missing. I’m sure there’s a connection, but damned if I can figure out what it might be. Gnomes who suck and have a penchant for small shiny objects?

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. It’s enough to make one call a psychic. (OK, not really. Once I called a psychic, for a story I was writing and asked them where the remote was…cause we hadn’t seen it in like 3 weeks. I taped the call…it was bloody hysterical…but enough parenthetical thoughts…I must find my precious…my precious…damn hobbitses…they stole it…filthy little hobbits.)

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