Aberdeen’s Stewart Park! Rockin’ daytime into nightfall!
You’d never guess what happened while the kids and I were happily frolicking. One I slammed my phone directly into the ground and broke the screen (having owned said lovely piece of technology for one month and one day). Then I lost the key to the vehicle. I discovered this just as it was getting dark as ass and after I’d walked, oh I dunno, everywhere around the park.
The phone destruction, well my sense of regret and consternation was tempered with what we call Perspective, having just watched this film yesterday. Losing the key was particularly awesome. It somehow fell out of a rather deep pocket. This? Is why we can’t have Nice Things. And by the way I’m going back to leaving the goddamn key in the vehicle’s ignition like I *always* have done.
Ralph rescued us – by this time it was very dark – and we spent some time crawling around the park with flashlights. A group of feral teenagers joined us in this. I’ll probably go back with the kids tomorrow; it’s a valet key so not exactly replaceable for a couple bucks.
Today Phoenix wore the newest hoodie I made her. Frankenpatterned from Farbenmix and Patterns by Figgys; super-soft 100% cotton and designed to her long and lanky proportions and of COURSE with a long knotted hood. It felt good to sew up something soft and huggable and simple and it felt even better to see how much she loves wearing it.
Tomorrow? Back to the muddy park. Wish I had a metal detector and one of those old men with shorts pulled really high up to operate it.
It’s not the valet key, it’s the other fancy one. The valet key is the one we do have, the one that doesn’t open the trunk.
Good luck searching! lots of luck with the phone repair. hug (( ))
This is why I’m afraid to get a pretty phone. I will break it.
@Ralph
You’re right! So I guess I lost the “non-valet” key. Hm.
@Josh
Thank you! The phone repair isn’t as expensive as I thought, but still. Ugh.
@k8
Yup. And I bet I break mine again. Would like to think I won’t, but…
Too bad I don’t live closer. I’m pretty good at finding things. Chelsea once dropped her cellphone in a large field of snow and I found it. I find keys for people all the time. If I thought there was any money in it, I would start a business.
I’m guessing you checked all of the obvious spots: under benches, swings and all of the places that you did handstands?
@Kidsync
Yes, I went back today too and my mom helped. So at this point there have been several trips with many sets of eyes and it’s a no-go.
Ralph said we should call back that dude who “found” our lost cat. LULZ.
@Kelly
LOL – Yeah, he probably already has the key.
Could it be in the car? I know, I know, you weren’t asking for “helpful” suggestions, but I can’t help myself. Maybe it’s in/under the seat or in the trunk?
Ok…no more. I promise.
@Kidsync
It couldn’t be in the car. ’twas in my pocket while we ran around, and about fifteen feet before I got *back* to the car it was missing from said pocket.
We used to cat sit (as a profession), and we lost the key to the crankiest client we ever had the day before we were scheduled to return it to her. Seriously, everything went wrong with her sit. We accidentally broke her toilet and her back door, and she was one of those obsessive, mid-renovation types who was on the lookout for tiny infractions, and we gave her Great Big Ones, which of course we didn’t do anywhere else. So we put off returning her key (“Um, we’re busy — we’ll reschedule”) and we were on the verge of giving up and admitting that it was gone (after exhaustively searching for it dang near everywhere for weeks), when another client called up and said she’d found a key in her yard with a rusty tag, and could it be ours? Oh, thank heaven. The next day, back it went to Ms. Cranky, with her none the wiser, and good riddance.
My point? May someone understanding and sweet find your key and alert you to the fact.
And we once dropped our cell phone in a puddle. It was never the same…
I can’t help but crack up at Ralph’s comment about returning to the “finder” in town….hope you find your key soon. Our stupid key is like $300 to replace. I have bought entire cars for less in my lifetime.
@Lauren
Ha, great story – and I know the type of client experience you speak of. There’s no way someone can return the key or that I will find it, as there was no tag, it was all by itself! D’urp.
@Karen
Good lord, $300. Well I hope it’s nothing like that!