All this to say that I *simply* wanted to find a wedding photo of Mike and I, almost TEN years ago. Tonight would be the anniversary of our rehearsal dinner, officially 10 years to the day that I flipped out at a local salon because I didn't think my "wedding" nails looked good enough.
I mean, what a catch I was.
Anyway. About 4 years ago, I scanned a couple of our wedding photos in, because we were married in the pre-digital dinosaur era. I have referenced these photos at various times. If you are my friend on facebook, you'll even notice that one of these photos is my PROFILE PICTURE.
And yet, I cannot find the damn things anywhere on the computer, which can only mean one thing. My iphone ate them and is currently pooping them out as electronic diarrhea. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I KNOW the iphone and the computer are separate beings. Kind of. The iphone still kind of wigs me out in the sense that it knows all things about my location and general preferences, so really, is it too much to believe it is sabotaging MY LIFE via some sort of wireless love affair with my rather slow and kind of psycho computer?
On a related anniversary note:
I have been told to pack a bag that contains clothing suitable for: lounging, swimming, sleeping, casual dining, golf, aerobic activity, spelunking, skydiving, snorkeling, bonfire watching and yogurt eating.
No really, my sweet husband has told me to be prepared. For anything.
I will not see my children for two full days.
We are not leaving St. Louis.
I am prepared to gain 10 pounds in 48 hours. Because for me, the kind of freedom that comes without kids is generally high in calories.
Any ideas on what we're doing, blog world???? I, for one, am hoping it includes frozen yogurt and cupcakes.
**Edited to note: of course the pictures in question were filed somewhere OBVIOUS. Like my blog folder, under the title "Wedding Pictures". All just part of the conspiracy between my iphone and my computer to prove, once and for all, that I am stoopid.