What Else?

There are some weird things going on here in Harrogate.

Rick's parents decided to Kill their lawn by using Round-up to make way for a new and improved yard. They had the missionaries help. The elders still say it was the weirdest phone conversation when Rick's mom called to say thanks for killing the lawn. Anyway so the lawn was dead except for the tall green bunches that were growing scattered across the dead lawn. We all thought they were weeds until Rick's dad went to put the mower away and ran over a set.........Yep Onions. They have a chive patch instead of grass. Who knew.

At our house Rick's keys went missing, again. This was the third time he lost them since moving into this house. They always turn up. Just like his clicker for the garage and his wallet. Did I mention he is loosing stuff? I think it is due to the overload his brain is going through right now due to school. Well Rick and I both saw the keys in the front room on the floor but couldn't find them when we needed them. I later cleaned that room and still had no luck. So for the last couple of days I have been making the house sparkle while looking for his keys. Did I mention they are the keys to the BMW so they are expensive to replace? They were not to be found.

Katie our beautiful daughter wasn't feeling well and had a cough this last week. She was really clingy and that is why the house wasn't in the best shape to begin with. Now she is doing better. She loves bath time and her latest thing is throwing her diaper away for me after I change her. After watching Katie throw a diaper away Rick suggested we check the trash for his keys.

I put it off until there was no other option. Rick brought home some gloves from his cadaver lab and while he studied I went dumpster diving. I started with the garbages in the house. Nothing. We hadn't taken anything to the dump this week just in case we needed to go through it, so I went outside and started pulling bags out of the trash can. I'd open a white bag and empty its contents into a larger black bag.

All I have to say is if I was pregnant, which I'm not, I would have been throwing up right an left.

In the 5th bag I came across some of my Tupperware that my little angel had tossed away.

Evidently she didn't like them.

I kept digging through the muck

and found the Keys.

I was really glad that we didn't take the trash to the dump. The incident had success in finding the keys, bewilderment that Katie actually threw them away, and now frustration on how to keep this from happening again. Got to love 1 year olds!